What writing practice, like Zen practice does is bring you back to the natural state of mind...The mind is raw, full of energy, alive and hungry. It does not think in the way we were brought up to think-well-mann ered, congenial.

In a way, the cancer became an ally because it stopped me from running around so much. I was able to settle down and write things I hadn't had a chance to before.

We should notice that we are already supported at every moment. There is the earth below our feet and there is the air, filling our lungs and emptying them. We should begin from this when we need support.

We never graduate from first grade. Over and over, we have to go back to the beginning.

Stress is basically a disconnection from the earth, a forgetting of the breath.

Actually, every time we begin, we wonder how we did it before, Each time is a new journey with no maps.

In the end, you have to just sit down, shut up, and write.