Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised.
I became a total yes. We don't even have names anymore.
Events, time, forms, all propel the inner plot within each of us.
Pay me for my work, but I don't do it for the money.
Inspiration always arrives unannounced.
There is only now. And look! How rich we are in it!