A master in the art of living draws no sharp distinction between his work and his play; his labor and his leisure; his mind and his body; his education and his recreation. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence through whatever he is doing, and leaves others to determine whether he is working or playing. To himself, he always appears to be doing both.
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L.P. Jacks from his Education Through Recreation, published in 1932.
Eloquent and profound. It is much better to think of living as a pursuit of your “vision of excellence” than as the management of balance between arbitrary distinctions of work and play.
Like Frank, I cannot claim to be “a master in the art of living”. (The term “master” is interesting. True mastery in ones own eyes means the death of curiosity, learning, and growth. A false concept, I think. But then, if we are not so harshly literal, “mastery” could simply mean “possessing exceptional knowledge and talent”. I like that definition more.) I am so so far from mastering the art of living, but I strive to close the gap. This message from Jacks moves the progress bar a little further.


