The Bearable Lightness of Being.

I’ve been feeling rather guilty during the last couple of days. The nagging feeling in my tummy has been haunting me and not allowing me any peace for a while.

Then today, when I had some time alone I tried to break it down. I’m in Greece where the sun is shining from a cloudless sky. The Ocean is cyan blue and when the water gets to salty I can jump into a refreshing swimming pool big enough to swim swim laps. Citrus fruits, ripe and ready to pick right off the trees planted on the roadside are avail 24-7. Gorgeous, Greek Adonis, Nicolaus and Dimitris are spotted prancing the beaches and on the dirt roads in the tiny village where we live showing off a statuesque beauty in a sexy ‘farmer boy type of way’. Pretty much a sight for any sore female eye. The food here is rich, fresh and addictive.

Yes, it’s true! Life in The Greek Islands is unbearably beautiful. And I guess I feel guilty because I get to have all this and I get to be this happy and I get to share it with 2 family members that I rarely see because we live in opposite parts of the World on a daily basis. But today I claim it. I claim the happiness and the joie de vivre that I feel. And I wish I could share it with everyone I know.

Today I’m officially turning the more cynical POV known as Milan Kundera’s ‘Unbearable Lightness of Being’ into my own personal and lighthearted ‘Bearable Lightness of Being’.