Aligning geographically

Okay so I’m here now, living on a Greek Island in the Mediterranean, just as little kid me would have imagined. And I was right, life is better here. The beauty here is raw and unmanicured. The culture allows for taking things slowly, one step at a time. Village life is simple and drama free. And I feel supported by the local community while also free to be independent and do things in my own way

When you move to a new place, you always get the same question. Why here? I could answer this in ten different ways and all of them would be true. But mostly, it was a practical decision. I knew what I wanted and needed and after researching, I found this place fit.

The number one thing that I wanted was a place I could take solo walks in nature and feel safe and run into few people. For 3/4 of the year here, I can find places for this in abundance.

Walking for me is not just a great workout. I don’t do it for the dopamine rush of reaching a high peak or finding a secret waterfall. It’s a meditation and experience of connection. It’s how I charge my battery, how I find clarity. It’s the ideal sensory experience with all the sounds of nature, the scents of the earth and water, the feeling of wind or humidity. I’m perfectly stimulated. Whatever may be happening in my life, as long as I’m privileged with the ability to walk, I can use this tool to bring me back to center and find my flow.

Although I enjoy hiking with friends for other reasons, it’s not the same experience. So it was extremely important when choosing a location to base myself for the foreseeable future, that it offered safe and beautiful options for this ritual.

I’ve found since being here that a lot of foreigners move here for the same reason. Maybe we were all shepherds in a past life. I’ve never met so many women of all ages that love to walk as much as or more than me.

So, I suppose I could say— I moved here for the walks. And my nervous system thanks me.