I like this so much:
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.
This is apparently from Lawrence Pearsall Jacks in Education through Recreation. And… he wrote this in 1932.
The concept and distinction between the things that we consider “work” and the things that we consider “play” has been thought about, debated, and considered for quite some time.
What I love about this is that it feels intimate and familiar. One of the things that my wife has mentioned many times before is that she’s oftentimes unsure if I’m working or if I’m playing (on the computer) since my recreation looks like my vocation and vice versa.
I think this applies to all sorts of disciplines too, whether they are computer programming or sports or writing books or cooking or any type of activity for that matter.
It just appears (and feels) like we are doing both at the same time and the distinction really doesn’t matter. In fact, it fades away.