It looks so simple, right? And it is. But after 9 hours of work it’s a bit tough. And yet I love being a working woman. I like going out and doing what I do. I get to hear the news. I get to see funny bumper stickers on cars waiting for the light to turn green.

But I make time for my artist self. A lot of it is food creation. I put in the work over and over again until I am in flow. I do it for myself. And then I am one with spirit. I may follow the recipe and then make it better… So, I just found the answer to my question. No one can make this soup for me. Because I love the way it tastes whan I make it. Perhaps one day, I will love anything someone gives me. Perhaps.