Skopelos This Summer
Yes there have been some major changes and outcomes and resolutions in my life for the past 4 months, which I would love to describe here shortly.
This summer was a "questioning summer". By means of family bonds, friendship bonds..bits and pieces that hold us like an anchor to our home town. What is a home town to me? Because Thessaloniki is just a reference point to me or even better, Thessaloniki is a middle station from somewhere to some place.
Ireland is past for me. Dublin is a beloved place, despite the difficulties encountered within those 3 years. Or maybe because of these bitter & sweat reminiscences! The freedom I gained. I am still trying to realize it though.
This summer I managed to go for a week to Skopelos with some friends from the 8th Gestalt workshop, Maria, Antonis & Eugenia. We went camping in Panormo, Antonis use to take us with his little boat to all those crystal clear & lonely beaches of the Island. Oh the days and evenings of nature and books and looong discussions and nostalgia of the workshop.
It was the first time that I managed to go for holidays with friends from Gestalt and I have to say I was very excited doing so. Rarely do I have this feeling of connection and honest behaviour with friends. Every moment had its essence, our late night discussions and stories, debates, our silence pure and original as our laughter it was!!
Yet, there were moments of question. You see Greece is only a point of contact, there is no future for me at this stage, yet again dear and childhood friends are here. Some of them stay some of them get married and form a life anew, some new ones are made on the way. It's all on the way after all. It's all a journey.
And I, have established myself and have at 27 strong wings to fly away from home for one more time. This time it has to be more careful, with perspective, with potential, with creativity and knowledge and fear of the unknown. A leap
A firm decision to hold me to my goal on the way to Brunel University where officially I was accepted at the end of August for studies in BSc Multimedia Technology & Design. I say a firm decision because it actually felt like a polarity rope pulling me from one side to the other. Factors such as family, friends and the fear of the unknown as I mentioned before where holding me down, nailing my thoughts. Away form the beauty of Skopelos. Then again the factors of a freedom, new beginning, potential, knowing what to expect did bring me to Uxbridge after all.
A few more words of the world out there apart from my tearing thoughts. It was a freedom and simplicity to be there, camping with my friends for 7 days. So far the longest actual holidays I have had so far! I marked my journey with my Canon.
The first photo to remember was while drinking some Greek coffee and enjoying the panoramic view of the Chora of Skopelos, the middle was a magical sunset in a small beach somewhere in Skopelos (where we had been waiting for Antonis to come and pick us up with his boat!) The night we were caught lighting a fire to warm us up and keep the mosquitoes away and the Marine Police caught us up and having Antonis climbing the steep rocks just for the craig!!! Yes adventure was on the list as well...!
And the last ended where it started, just to form a nice memorable circle and close it to form a nice "Gestalt-ish" shape. There at daytime and then at nigh time, same table, same coffee, with dear friends having become only dearer during co-existing together for these days.
Here comes a memory of a nice discussion with my friend Maria...So, we where walking along the harbour of the Chora, towards a tavern, when she recalled Nurid's question during the seminar, "Maria, what do you love in yourself?". And Maria started mentioning how generous and helping and good person she is, but Nurid was not satisfied. Maria was bewildered and so puzzled as to what it is there for her to love in herself...asking me to answer this question in return...We walked along the harbour in silence for a while....I thought of my graces and my wrong, I looked at the moon....we see the bright sight of the moon usually, but there is a dark side as well! I can't ignore my "dark" side, and I love it too though it made and it still makes my life so difficult. I do acknowledge it though, I have to...maybe this is the answer I don't know, I muttered to her. And there I saw this unique building divided in two, yet being one. A bright side with people living and a dark and spooky side with no windows or shatters. Here it is so...this is me I say! I felt like a wee child discovering and unveiling a holly mystery held secret for many years-Eurika!!
That was the outcome of my journey in Greece this year. This brought me here in Uxbridge and will follow me in good and bad days to come...
This article is dedicated to my dear Maria and my beloved Antonia,
for helping me find this treasure!!
