By being willing to be a bad artist, you have a chance to be an artist, and perhaps, over time, a very good one.

Making art is a rite of initiation. People change their souls.

Treating myself like a precious object will make me strong.

Apologies are the art of spiritual housekeeping. They help to put and keep our lives in order.

I am breathing in and out. Realizing this, I began to notice that each moment was not without its beauty.

Each of us has an inner dream that we can unfold if we will just have the courage to admit what it is, and the faith to trust our own admission. The admitting is often very difficult.

Art is an act of the soul, not the intellect. When we are dealing with people's dreams - their visions, really - we are in the realm of the sacred. We are involved with forces and energies larger than our own. We are engaged in a sacred transaction of which we know only a little: the shadow, not the shape.