As artists, we belong to an ancient and holy tribe. We are the carriers of the truth that spirit moves through us all. When we deal with one another, we are dealing not merely with our own human personalities but also with the unseen but ever-present throng of ideas, visions, stories, poems, songs, sculptures, art-as-facts that crowd the temple of consciousness waiting their turn to be born.

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

Exercise often moves us straight from stagnation to inspiration, from problem to solution, from self-pity to self-respect.

Creativity is God's gift to us. Using our creativity is our gift back to God.

Our moods and insights are transitory. This current is a flow of grace moving us to our right livelihood, companions, destiny.

I surrender my anxiety and my sense of urgency. I allow God to guide me in the pacing of my life. I open my heart to God's timing. I release my deadlines, agendas, and stridency to the gentle yet often swift pacing of God. As I open my heart to God's unfoldings, my heart attains peace. As I relax into God's timing, my heart contains comfort. As I allow God to set the tone and schedule of my days, I find myself in the right time and place, open and available to God's opportunities.

It is the inner commitment to be true to ourselves and follow our dreams that triggers the support of the universe.