If you are not afraid of the voices inside you, you will not fear the critics outside you.

We shouldn't forget that the universe moves with us, is at our back with everything we do.

While I had cancer, I wrote these twenty-two personal essays about how I lived my life backed by Zen and writing.

Women need space and silence. We too quickly give away our energy. There's something about holding that richness.

I wonder if I don't give too much of myself to writing: I am always half where I am; the other half is feeding the furnace, kick-starting the heat of creativity. I am making love with someone but at the same time I'm noticing how this graceful hand across my belly might just fit in with the memory of lilacs in Albuquerque in 1974.

When we write we begin to taste the texture of our own mind

A writer must say yes to life.