Between Parkland and Pangrati

I have only been in Greece for a week and one of the most repetitive thoughts I often find myself pondering about is who/what my identity is. Being on the island of Corfu made me appreciate even more of how Greeks are so grounded into who they are. Corfu has been dominated over many different armies and have had influence from many different co
untries because of its lovations between the Ionian and Adriatic sea which is why it's known as "The key to the Adriatic".

Like this island, I am between my comfort zone of Parkland and the Pacific North West and Greece. Both right now are blending together along with my Filipino heritage to create my identity. Along with my cultural identity, I've also been introduced to so many different religions that I'm starting to wonder if the way that I don't fit into a specific religion can be a religion itself. After all, I learned that one of the definitions of religion is "what ever the ultimate concern may be" through one of my previous classes.

I'd like to admit that I am a bit jealous of the citizens of Corfu. Not only do they live on a majestic island filled with beauty and rich history, but they had their own saint that helped them remain Greek Orthodox instead of being converted to mainly be Roman Catholic. I've always wanted to change the lives of people in the most positive way possible and for them to have a role model that taught them how to live for God and share his love is an honor that someday I'd like to have.

I may not know exactly who I am or where I fit in this world of religion, but I do know that there is a God and that life consists of serving him and all his beautiful creations. God didn't make this world for me, so it makes no sense to live as if he did when really I am only a sheep wandering around his pastures as he is my shepherd.

"Greece is the country that offers you the discovery of yourself"

-Lawrence Durell

Stay classy Athens and thanks for stopping by,

Khadijah