by Rachel “Honey” Freeman
Participant, Mitzvah Corps Costa Rica 2013
July 24, 2013
Hola from Yorkín!
Today I had one of my favorite experiences on the trip so far. We all spread out and sat quietly. We were supposed to observe using all of our senses. I made myself comfortable on the thick outstretched roots of a large tree and closed my eyes. It became quiet – the kind of silence you can only experience an hour’s boat ride away from civilization.
I sank deeper into the roots beneath me and heard the faint sound of water moving.
Wind blown by leaves.
These little individual melodies turned into a single lullaby. I felt my body relax even more; I surrendered to the land around me.
And then came the thoughts:
The thankful thoughts.
They swallowed my other ideas; they drowned out my worries.
I was grateful.
Grateful to be sitting here.
Grateful to inhale this sweet, fresh air.
Grateful to be in a place that is untouched by pollution.
I started to thank my environment – mental recognition of the purpose the trees and grass and water serve for me.
Then I realized – if this tree didn’t hold me, I couldn’t sit to experience this. If the ground we walk on rejected our feet, we could not travel. These things around us give so much and all we do is take.