The Blue & Yellow Post

I had a farm in Africa…  well actually I had dinner in Athens, in the Plaka, with my most extraordinary nephew!

We are  thousands of miles from home. I am holidaying in Athens with my twin sister and her twins, Michael and Georgie, our closest girlfriend Rosey, our beautiful niece madeline and tomorrow my sister Gabby.

So wer’e here miles from home and we are counting every blessing, every sight, every sound and every part of the story.

We spent the day in Delphi. Well my sister, Cate, Rosey and I went to visit the Oracle, whose advice “know thyself, and “no excess” (what dumb advice is that!) made us gob-smacked with awe, so much so that all we could do - on the return to Athens was retreat to a quiet taverna, order a gin and review the photos and mental shapshots of the day.

How do you explain  to your dinner companions what it was that made you cry at Delphi? How do you translate that moment of gob-smacking, oh-my-god-I’m really here- response to hearing the guide say “down to your right is the road where Oedipus met and killed his father”. How do you explain why you want the Oracle to tell you, in 2008 what you you should be doing  with the rest of your life?

It was my nephew who asked me “what was it that was so special about delphi”?  

“It was my nephew who “twittered” with me today - and read what I saw at Dephi (while I was seeing it)

It was my nephew who offered to show me and Rosey around Lycabettus Hill tomorrow,

And it was my nephew- who at 4 years old told me to “go home to Australia and find myself a husband” (which, for you disbelievers, I did!).

It was my nephew who get’s what moved me today, who sees me in pursuit of gnosis and beauty.

I love you kid.