“Dad would be working in his garage, he would leave his cup of jo sitting on the wooden bench directly outside of the garage, and like clock work my sneaky little self would run over and get my coffee fix. Once my dad finally caught on, he promised when I was old enough he would give me my own. Until then, I would be sly like a fox and as cool as a cucumber in efforts to maintain my coffee hustle. Eventually I got smart and offered to make his coffee. Tisk tisk, Delanie Michelle.”
“Eudaimonia derives namely from Aristotelian Greek philosophy. It means the state of indwelling good human spirit; human flourishing; well-being. Like Aristotle, I believe that our souls are defined by its relationship to organic, intrinsic structures. Aristotle believed that eudaimonia was in essence the question of “What are the best activities in which man is capable of?””
Click the photo above to learn about eudaimonia and myself in my first blog post.