When I talked to my special friend yesterday, she tried to call it contentment, but I don't think that's accurate. It's more like acceptance. After some three decades and a couple of decidedly traumatic events, it seems like I can finally let go of some of my preconceptions and expectations. The effect has been very calming. Here is the experience of my life as it's happening, without worry, and without judgement. I wake and step into the world and it makes sense.
I don't quite know how long this state will last, but I kind of like it.