drawing on life

I've started drawing again. Prompted by Danny Gregory's blog, Everyday Matters. Another practice on the path. I am trying to draw at least once a week. Every day for me just would be too much pressure. I don't need another "to do" on my list. I want to enjoy my practices, find solace and meaning in them. Discipline is important, but don't need another taskmaster. I meditate. I study karate. I chant. I make art. And now I draw. These should be enough practices for a life time of discovery. Each one brings a little something new to the path and the process. But my biggest quest is still, stillness. And if I don't have enough of that, none of the other practices are worth a moment's attention. It's out of the stilliness that all else is born. Just talking about it calms me down.
I was headed for a rant about sitting in an office all day when I would rather be home working on my art. But just writing a bit about these practices brings their gifts into the moment even though I am not officially practicing. Could blogging be a practice? I imagine it could. And perhpas if I considered it as such, I would get to it more often.