My Goal Is To Write Every Day.

If You're Having Difficulty Coming Up With New Ideas, Then Slow Down. For Me, Slowing Down Has Been A Tremendous Source Of Creativity. It Has Allowed Me To Open Up -- To Know That There's Life Under The Earth And That I Have To Let It Come Through Me In A New Way. Creativity Exists In The Present Moment. You Can't Find It Anywhere Else.

Stress Is Basically A Disconnection From The Earth, A Forgetting Of The Breath.

We Must Remember That Everything Is Ordinary And Extraordinary. It Is Our Minds That Either Open Or Close.

We Shouldn't Forget That The Universe Moves With Us, Is At Our Back With Everything We Do.

Our Bodies Are Garbage Heaps: We Collect Experience, And From The Decomposition Of The Thrown-out Eggshells, Spinach Leaves, Coffee Grinds, And Old Steak Bones Out Of Our Minds Come Nitrogen, Heat, And Very Fertile Soil. Out Of This Fertile Soil Bloom Our Poems And Stories. But This Does Not Come All At Once. It Takes Time. Continue To Turn Over And Over The Organic Details Of Your Life Until Some Of Them Fall Through The Garbage Of Discursive Thoughts To The Solid Ground Of Black Soil.