I am finding that my Zentangle doodles are definitely art therapy, even though there's not much of the calmness (OR enlightenment) that I thought zen promises. But the degree of agitation, anxiety, despair and irratation with ALL THIS SNOW does diminish.
Thinking of a word on which to meditate was useful a couple of times. I read a book called The Happiness of Pursuit: Finding the quest that will bring purpose to your life. Unfortunately the author's idea of heartfelt quests never resonated with me. I'm still mulling it over, though. I do feel rather lacking as far as "purpose" or mattering what with the overwhelming freedom of retirement.
When in doubt, buy art supplies!!
When in doubt, remember Camus: