Mosquitoes in Skyros

A spiritual retreat – or so this man thought – was something you go on to embrace your connection with life and (hopefully) learn a bit more about yourself. If things go well, you might end up looking to the future with added confidence. However, when the realisation dawns that you have been semi-consciously searching for “the one” for the last eleven years, and that the very essence and substance of true love risks materialising during the retreat… I mean, what is a man to do? A light-hearted search for greater well-being on a Greek island combines with “a nice holiday” to engender somewhat more sharing than anticipated. The parallel narratives of the retreat workshops and a budding relationship begin to over-flow – one nourishing the other, to the point that a rare and very real love seems almost fated. Written with great honesty and sensitivity and (yet!) through a male perspective, poignant memories from childhood are pieced together with reflections on relationships in general to bring such focus on the natural laws affecting us all, that a sense of underlying good purpose in every relationship starts to emerge. With evocative descriptions of Greek cuisine and culture as the backcloth, threads of spiritual mystique interweave with a most-passionate romance. The words of wisdom that emerge organically as the story unfolds may be left to wash over, or be investigated using the cross-references to appendices that support self-development alongside the story; but in any event, there is always the sun and the feta!