It’s 7:30 on a Monday morning. I’m sitting on the terrace, bathed in golden light and listening to the pleasant chatter of the birds. My mind is at ease save for one thought: I am thinking about what a challenge it is to live at DIMA.
I say that with a great deal of sarcasm. Challenge is the topic I was asked to write about, and while you could say that living in a community such as DIMA is challenging, it’s so fun and joyous that I hesitate to call it that.
Sarcasm aside, living in a community is not for the faint of heart. It requires the utmost patience and flexibility— two skills that don’t come naturally to me. I wouldn’t consider myself a relaxed or adaptable person. I like to boss people around and do things my own way, regardless of whether it makes sense or helps the situation. I’m also a major perfectionist who has difficulty letting things be just “good enough.” But living at DIMA forces me to forget these inclinations for the sake of the community and the sake of my happiness.
Another challenge I face here is respecting the work-play balance. It’s impossible for me to relax when I know there is work to be done. But I’ve learned that successful, fulfilling work does not come without adequate rest time. Luckily DIMA has been a good place for me to practice being calm and a little kinder to myself.
These are the more difficult challenges of living at DIMA and of life in general. But everyday presents smaller, less intense tasks. Today’s challenges? Wrapping up this text. Preparing lunch for a dozen people. Sweeping the guest rooms. But mostly, remembering to laugh and not take things too seriously.
Peace and love!