Someone recently asked me what makes me tick. You know those kinds of conversations, the type of conversation where someone wants to find out what’s wrong with you…why you are so crazy. In my case, they simply wanted to know why I get up every day and do what I do. They wanted to know
ARTFUL LIVING.
The master of the ART of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his information and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence at whatever he hoes, leaving others