“Means to an end” generally has a negative connotation, but turning the phrase gives it a nice lift. Sort of like switching from half empty to half full.
Ends to my mean will explore all the bits and pieces that give meaning to my life. I could never define a specific passion in life simply because I love so many things. Thus I’ve given up pursuit of my life’s one definitive passion, purpose and meaning and I’m just loving it all, just as I am meant to. And it feels. Just. Right.
P.S. I’m a descriptive grammarian, so if you’re into cramming language into a cage like an enslaved animal, well, you have been warned my friend