We can't decide how we want to work until we decide how we want to live.
Wonderful post, Tara. I have to admit that your diagram of "What Should I Make for Dinner," which I relate to (though I'd draw mine on a mobius strip), led me to envy my cat, whose diagram would simply have one circle... labeled "Bowl."
This led me to reflect on the poetry of Zen poet Ryokan, who influenced how *I* want to live. He wrote:
Today, while begging food, a sudden downpour.
I waited out the storm in a small shrine.
Laughing—one jug for water, one bowl for rice.
My life is like an old run-down hermitage—poor, simple,