Namaste from Greek Isle of Santorini, Greece! I write this blog today, in a friend’s tiny cave like home in the quaint village of Akrotiri on the island of Santorini, Greece. I chose to journey here to to visit my mother and family. My mother was one of 9 children born and raised in this sacred land. She is the only one in her family who moved her life to America. Growing up in America as a 1st generation Greek, I could always sense the essence of my ancestral heritage. I tried to fit into American culture and managed to do so quite well, but I somehow felt different. It’s like I could hear the divine, feminine lineage of my ancient Greek sisters and grandmothers calling to me. As a child, I soaked up the stories of Greek mythology and by the time I could walk, I was able to “feel” as an empath, channel healing energy and see what others could not. Most of the the time I kept these feelings to myself. I didn’t want to appear different. Just growing up as a half Greek in America was weird enough to some. If you have ever watched the movie, “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”, you will understand what I mean. Sadly, as young child I fought the messages that my Greek ancestors were trying to send to me. Messages that I could tap into their energies. But as I grew older, I began to ask my mother questions about her life and what she knew about her mother’s life. I started to meditate on the divine sisterhood and the powerful Greek Goddess Warriors of Light such as Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, Aphrodite the Goddess of Love and Beauty and Artemis, the Huntress Goddess. Yoga and my spiritual studies have opened my view of the world of energy. As I meditated with my ancestors and with the Goddesses of Greece, I was able to heal and grow.