I Consider Writing A Legitimate Zen Practice.

Original Details Are Very Ordinary, Except To The Mind That Sees Extraordinariness. It's Not That We Need To Go To The Hopi Mesas To See Greatness; We Need To View What We Already Have In A Different Way.

Tulips Come Up In Spring For No Reason. Of Course, You Planted Bulbs And Now In April The Earth Warms Up. But Why? For No Reason Except Gravity. Why Gravity? For No Reason. And Why Did You Plant Red Tulip Bulbs To Begin With? For Beauty, Which Is Itself And Has No Reason. So The World Is Empty. Things Rise And Fall For No Reason. And What A Great Opportunity That Is! You Can Start Writing Again At Any Minute. Let Go Of All Your Failures And Sit Down And Write Something Great. Or Write Something Terrible And Feel Great About It.

In The Middle Of The World, Make One Positive Step. In The Center Of Chaos, Make One Definitive Act. Just Write.

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.

When You Write, Don't Say, "i'm Going To Write A Poem." That Attitude Will Freeze You Right Away. Sit Down With The Least Expectation Of Yourself; Say, "i Am Free To Write The Worst Junk In The World."