A True Measure of Health

Saturday, April 12, 2025

Good morning, that wonderful way.

You Again!

Hey. O/

It's Me Again.

Welcome back.

+he Ghos+ sitting on top of the sunrise, waving hello from afar on this star.

Hot pants... for sure.

Hope you're well.

On with our show.

As long as I get to a page and set some words down the day is okay.

My life is my own choice and not something's unidentifiable thing.

Words written are my true measure of health.

Not quantity or quality of each sentence, the feeling, free clear feeling, I have while writing them.

I build my life around my ability to share words with you.

I hope you find what you love and build each day to best serve having time to do it.

Life wants you to; I truly believe that.

We have some yearning within, some call to create, that should we choose to listen to, gives us our best life.

It's a feeling.

Like everything is okay and that's a good thing.

Like while you do that thing you love, it is the only thing in the world.

Carpentry, sports, painting, researching, reading, singing, cooking, dancing, caring for children, writing, teaching, computer programming, and on and on...

Whether it's planting the seed, caring for its growth, or harvesting the crop to cook with, each task serves us better based on who we feel and dream ourselves to be.

Find what you love to do. Recognize it by knowing it's work but it doesn't feel like work.

It feels like living.

As simple as drawing a breath is drawing a picture if being an Artist is where your love is.

Following this is the way to a good life, to a good day.

Find what you love to make most, build your day around best serving doing it, take care and make a wonderful, your wonderful, day.