She knows she has to bring supplies of inspiration to the masses, this Muse of 10. She must get it up the mountain, and then down the valley, and then gift it to each and every one of them. But they are so many, and she is just one. And so she finds help along the way, gifting life and joy to the animals and the plants, the sunrises and the sunsets. She adds beauty to all the things, enlisting and accepting all of their help as a way to distill this supply of inspiration to those who need it. She knows that she could not possibly take it all on, all by herself, each and every day. She knows this struggle intimately… the burden of carrying too many responsibilities. With great clarity she understands that it would be asking the impossible of her energy reserves, and her energy is her happiness, and so it is essential to her well-being. So she spreads out the tasks, prioritizes her work, and takes the steady joyful road towards fruition.