The Artist's Way

In times of pain, when the future is too terrifying to contemplate and the past too painful to remember, I have learned to pay attention to right now. The precise moment I was in was always the only safe place for me.

Leap, and the net will appear.

Pray to catch the bus, then run as fast as you can.

No matter what your age or your life path, whether making art is your career or your hobby or your dream, it is not too late or too egotistical or too selfish or too silly to work on your creativity.

Serious art is born from serious play.

But do you know how old I will be by the time I learn to really play the piano / act / paint / write a decent play?" Yes . . . the same age you will be if you don't.

Survival lies in sanity, and sanity lies in paying attention...the capacity for delight is the gift of paying attention.

Creativity occurs in the moment, and in the moment we are timeless.

Progress, not perfection, is what we should be asking of ourselves.

We always do the best we can by the light we have to see by.

The reward for attention is always healing.

Those who speak in spiritual terms routinely refer to God as creator but seldom see "creator" as the literal term for "artist". I am suggesting you take the term "creator" quite literally. You are seeking to forge a creative alliance, artist-to-artist with the Great Creator. Accepting this concept can greatly expand your creative possibilities.

We've all heard that the unexamined life is not worth living, but consider too that the unlived life is not worth examining.

Anger is meant to be acted upon. It is not meant to be acted out.

The trick is to metabolize pain as energy. Learn, when hit by loss, to ask the right question: "What next?" instead of "Why me?

Boredom is just “What’s the use?” in disguise. And “What’s the use?” is fear, and fear means you are secretly in despair. So put your fears on the page. Put anything on the page. Put three pages of it on the page.

The heart of creativity is an experience of the mystical union; the heart of the mystical union is an experience of creativity.

All too often, it is audacity and not talent that moves an artist to center stage.

The reward for attention is always healing. It may begin as the healing of a particular pain—the lost lover, the sickly child, the shattered dream. But what is healed, finally, is the pain that underlies all pain: the pain that we are all, as Rilke phrases it, “unutterably alone.” More than anything else, attention is an act of connection.

In filling the well, think magic. Think delight. Think fun. Do not think duty. Do not do what you should do—spiritual sit-ups like reading a dull but recommended critical text. Do what intrigues you, explore what interests you; think mystery, not mastery.

Our tears prepare the ground for our future growth. Without this creative moistening, we may remain barren. We must allow the bolt of pain to strike us. Remember, this is useful pain; lightning illuminates.

Often people attempt to live their lives backwards: they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want so that they will be happier. The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first be who you really are, then, do what you need to do, in order to have what you want. MARGARET YOUNG

There is no such thing as being done with an artistic life. Frustrations and rewards exist at all levels on the path.

Listening to the siren song of more, we are deaf to the still small voice waiting in our soul to whisper, ‘You’re enough.

There is a treadmill quality to workaholism.

It is not because things are difficult that we do not dare; it is because we do not dare that they are difficult. SENECA

...when we move out of faith into the act ofJ creation, the universe is able to advance.

Whatever you think you can do or believe you can do, begin it. Action has magic, grace, and power in it.

Art is born in attention.

Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage. A

It is not because things are difficult that we do not dare; it is because we do not dare that they are difficult. A

AN ARTIST’S PRAYER O Great Creator, We are gathered together in your name That we may be of greater service to you And to our fellows. We offer ourselves to you as instruments. We open ourselves to your creativity in our lives. We surrender to you our old ideas. We welcome your new and more expansive ideas. We trust that you will lead us. We trust that it is safe to follow you. We know you created us and that creativity Is your nature and our own. We ask you to unfold our lives According to your plan, not our low self-worth. Help us to believe that it is not too late And that we are not too small or too flawed To be healed— By you and through each other—and made whole. Help us to love one another, To nurture each other’s unfolding, To encourage each other’s growth, And understand each other’s fears. Help us to know that we are not alone, That we are loved and lovable. Help us to create as an act of worship to you.

It is impossible to get better and look good at the same time.