Any little bit of experimenting in self-nurturance is very frightening for most of us.

Progress, not perfection, is what we should be asking of ourselves.

We don't always know what makes us happy. We know, instead, what we think SHOULD. We are baffled and confused when our attempts at happiness fail...We are mute when it comes to naming accurately our own preferences, delights, gifts, talents. The voice of our original self is often muffled, overwhelmed, even strangled, by the voices of other people's expectations. The tongue of the original self is the language of the heart.

The need to be a great artist makes it hard to be an artist. The need to produce a great work of art makes it hard to produce any art at all. . . Fear is what blocks an artist. The fear of not being good enough. The fear of not finishing. The fear of failure and of success. The fear of beginning at all.

The opposite of Prosperity is not poverty. It is anxiety.

Survival lies in sanity, and sanity lies in paying attention...the capacity for delight is the gift of paying attention.

Procrastination is not Laziness", I tell him. "It is fear. Call it by its right name, and forgive yourself.