... America has amnesia. ... Certainly, there is a passion for memory loss in American thought. ... Americans may be the world champion forgetters.

Hoop Dancer is a rendering of my understanding of the process by which one enters into timelessness -- that place where one is whole.

True shamans live in a world that is alive with what is to rationalist sight unseen, a world pulsing with intelligence.

As long as we avoid the creative, we are condemned to reaction.

Healing the self means committing ourselves to a wholehearted willingness to be what and how we are-beings frail and fragile, strong and passionate, neurotic and balanced, diseased and whole, partial and complete, stingy and generous, twisted and straight, storm-tossed and quiescent, bound and free.

In America, law substitutes for custom.

We are the women of daylight; of clocks and steel foundries, of drugstores and streetlights, of superhighways that slice our days in two. Our dreams are pale memories of themselves, and nagging doubt is the false measure of our days.