Feels like Home

I have been happy, joyful, and excited. I have had times of contentment and successes to celebrate. But this week I have stumbled upon something new, a sense of calm. Nothing changed externally. My house is the same, same community, same weather, same food, same work, same life. The challenges and frustrations are ever present, as always. But something inside has shifted. I don't know why or how, but I have stumbled upon a new peacefulness. The anxiety- to do, to fill my hours, to be productive- is gone. The concern that I am not contributing enough, or that my work isn't making a difference - is gone. I am not living the 9th month of my Peace Corps service in Costa Rica. I am just living my life. I am submersed in moments. The way that the leaves of the orange trees rustle on the roof when a strong breeze passes, the way the kitten bats at the dust particles that float languidly through the sunshine or the way a new character in my book reminds me of an old friend. Lying in my hammock on the front porch, watching the sun set distantly behind the forest, I can't help but acknowledge that something inside feels peaceful...in a new, and overwhelmingly beautiful way.