Simply satisfying

Just came home from a long beautiful day at the retreat. This one, the first of 2015 is being such a great experience and the start of a promising year. Not that that really means anything but I still carry the old new years superstition and like to think that when the year begins well it's a good omen. And this one so far has been a clear upgrade from last year's struggle.
Our retreat place Vale da Lama is wonderful and we have been blessed with a truly lovely group of people who today felt the third day's aches and pains, a concept most dancers are familiar with. The third day of rehearsals are for some reason the days your body decides to voice it's loudest protest towards the madness you're putting it through, but in the yogic context it is also affecting the mind that gets frazzled by the many hours spent stretching it and the heart, that's cautiously opening. So our retreaters felt a bit fragile, but the sun was shining, it's warmth comforted and supported their sore bodies and minds, and even I who am terribly suspicious of the deceptivness of warm early spring days had to admit that my long johns were rather superfluous... We did a long yin class, discussed the difficulties with family, talked about compassion, forgivness gave a gentle introduction to massage to help the healing and concluded the day with a delicious, wholesome meal prepared by Vala da Lama's master cook Ana. Iomi was there, playing her heart out with Ana's kids in her black tutu, making my heart swell with gratitude that she is so happy. It was a perfect day, but now I have nothing left to give. I am dreaming about the pillow and cannot undertake anything that doesn't involve closing my eyes, so I will just the last lines of this very late evening entry to express my immense gratitude for this life I am living. I never could have dreamed that the simplicity of life could be so satisfying.