Liv Hambrett

Germany + Australia + Culture + Motherhood + Home

Travel + Life Abroad, Travel: Greece

Where Nothing Can Touch You

I am missing the island today.

Not just its blue skies, the heat and clear, flat water – although I miss that too – but its island-ness. Its sense of being so removed from everything, that nothing matters except the very moment you find yourself in at the very point of contemplation. The disconnectedness results in an espousal – and feeling – of all of those cleansing one line summations – nothing can touch you, everything can wait, nothing is so important it must consume or detract from or affect this very instant. Or anything at all.

I know how people get stuck there. I know how one summer becomes fifteen, how a season becomes a way of life. How street puppies become pets and rooms with one bed and a tiny fridge become homes. I know how time stops and everything that happens off the island seems as if it is so far away, it is happening on a different planet, to a different species. Not to you, never to you, because nothing can reach you here. Here things are beautifully inconsequential. Nothing can get through, if you don’t want it to. Nothing can switch you back on except leaving.

Most of the time when the missing pangs start, when they tickle my feet with their feathery reminder, it isn’t because I want to see the sun, or swim in the sea. Most of the time it is because I want that feeling of being untouchable. I want to stand on the edge of a cliff and see absolutely nothing and, despite this, know that everything is fine. That all is as it should be.

There are few places in the world where I feel more vibrant than I do on the island and simultaneously so basic. So simple. So slow. Whilst everything happening elsewhere is beautifully inconsequential, I am, to the island, precisely the same. I can exist in whatever manner I see fit, but regardless, everything will just keep plodding along as it has done for thousands of years and as it will for thousands more.

Perhaps that is what it is. Perhaps it all comes from knowing that upon this warm, baked rock, your footprints are but a pair of thousands. That this sleepy monolith has, for so long, welcomed so many. The feeling of age, the sense of space, the idea that in eighty years, it will still be standing, but you won’t. Perhaps that is why you feel so untouchable, as if nothing matters. Because this island’s ancient existence and its yawning volcano are a gentle reminder that nothing does. That in fact, if anything really does matter at all, it is that in this moment, you stand still, look out at absolutely nothing and feel as if you are standing on the heartbeat of the world.


  1. hunting for bliss

    23 April, 2012 at 7:38 pm

    I love this. I feel this way about Uganda. It is a part of me and I am more of the person I am meant to be when I am there. I’m enjoying your blog!! xoxo

  2. admin

    23 April, 2012 at 7:56 pm

    Thank you so much, right back at you. As for places where no one can touch you, Uganda sounds like a pretty good one to me.

  3. hommenoir68

    24 April, 2012 at 2:06 pm

    Reblogged this on misunderstood68 and commented:
    We all have had this feeling

  4. The Write Teacher

    25 April, 2012 at 6:30 am

    I’ve always wanted to go to Greece. Now I NEED to go to Greece. Beautiful, beautiful, BEAUTIFUL post. #LiveLoveLearn

    1. admin

      25 April, 2012 at 6:44 am

      Yes you MUST. It is a truly special country and that is a truly special island.

  5. Sarah Harris

    25 April, 2012 at 6:57 am

    OK, I’m going to follow your blog now for the Santorini summers! My absolute favorite place in this world – that I’ve visited thus far – but I have a feeling it’s hard to top it!

    1. admin

      25 April, 2012 at 7:03 am

      Isn’t it beautiful? I’m heading back for a couple of weeks in July … not too long a stint, but enough to tide me over!

      1. Sarah Harris

        25 April, 2012 at 7:08 am

        I was only there for a few days but I will absolutely return someday with someone I love besides my mom and girlfriends! 🙂
        Then again someday with my kids whom I love too.

  6. Janus

    25 April, 2012 at 5:31 pm

    Oh this is so unfair…I’ve always wanted to visit the greek islands and the more I read about them, the more I feel left out 😛 LOL I’m soooooo going there before I die. Or before an European war eclodes, whatever 😛

  7. Xhesii L. Xhee

    3 May, 2012 at 8:14 pm

    please who can tell me how much it costs for 1 week in june??because i’ve no idea how. i love santorini a lot.. ^_^

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