We use a Native American tradition of the talking stick. You sit and pass it around and whoever has the stick has to talk. Some people just hold it. Others really share.

What saddens me is the corruption of youth and beauty, and the loss of soul, which is only replaced by money.

We use a Native American tradition of the talking stick. You sit and pass it around and whoever has the stick has to talk. Some people just hold it. Others really share.

I'm learning more and more that love plus attachment equals pain.

I took solace in my relationship with God who, along with my dog, was my best friend growing up.

My life is art. Its how I express God.

Theres not a lot out there, and what is out there has to be really interesting to make me want to leave my life, which is really precious to me.