the truth about occupations, even if you enjoy them, is that they're work. deadlines and accountability and expectations can add up to a healthy sum of stress no matter who you are and how many downward dogs you do.
but when you work in a space as magical, as wild, as engaging to all of your senses,
and when you can walk out of your office and into that space for your lunch,
or for a stroll,
or to sit on the ledge of the north slope and marvel at the fall colours - weaving bracelets out of grass,