100,000+.

That’s approximately how many words in these daily meditations I’ve written over our last 300 days together.

Back in 2012 I wrote a full fantasy novel of around 100,000.

It was fun, but by the end it did begin to feel like work in many ways.

But not this.
This has been a joyous affair, each and every day.

Each day with you 1,200 — eventually 120,000 or 1,200,000 — feels cathartic.

We talk about the Eudaimonic Path, the Infinite Mountain. The troubles and temptations of the world as we toil along, striving for the “flourishing of the self,” in the classical definition of Eudaimonia.

And each day, as I sit here with the cup of coffee, the words pour out effortlessly onto this digital canvass.

Today I write the 11th installment of the Gratitude Meditation series to speak forth my gratefulness for the explosions, the “eurekas,” and the plenty my mind has brought me this year.

I am no wise man. Not at all.
But I am struggling to become wiser. To be better. 

And you see it in the strife with the words, topics, and concepts here as we together walk the Path of Eudaimonia.

So, while some days it may feel I am “preaching” to you to “be better,” know this:

It is I, myself, Lucas, preaching to me to be better.
I am merely inviting whomever along.

My hand is outstretched from the narrow Eudaimonic Path to you.
Will you take it (perhaps again!) and see what, together, we may discover about ourselves?

Thank you all for the blessing of these 300 days.
Here’s to 300 more.

-Lucas

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These are distillations from my coming book “YouDaimonia: the Ancient Philosophy of Human Flourishing.”