I get up early in the morning and paint. When I get stuck, I paint some more. When I really get stuck, I take a break.
I'm not sure I'm a measurably better painter today than I was a year ago, and I'd be very surprised ever to receive much public recognition as an artist, but the effort takes me worlds beyond all my cares and concerns and quibbles and quarrels.
Target shooting is another Zen-esque pursuit, although it's more expensive, less readily accessible in the winter, and hard on my hearing.