It really can be this simple.
Satisfaction. Contentment. Fulfilment. Happiness.
And the measure of this?
All to be found in watching a flock of sheep graze in a green pasture.
In the light filtering through dogwood blossoms.
In the song of a red-shouldered hawk hiding in the canopy of great oak trees.
In the hum of bees in pear blossoms.
In the soft green of leaves unfurling.
In the warmth of the sun’s good medicine.
In belonging where you are.