Illias the Greek
We moved to Adelaide Australia where I fulfilled every ‘wogboys’ dream, I became a drag racer with a pristine VG V8 Valiant. I then visited my grandparents in Coober Pedy who where opal mining at the time and opal fever struck me in more ways than one. Living with my grandparents in an underground home and steeping myself back into traditional village lifestyle centred around hard work, good food from the garden, great stories from my Papou (Grandfather) and quality time with dear friends, life was beautiful. I became a manager of a local restaurant and employed some lovely old Greek ladies to help in the Kitchen. With much laughter, emotion and all things Greek, I learnt so much from these women. In particular the importance of aligning oneself’s energy to produce exceptional food. Love, passion and total presence in the process were the gifts bestowed upon me. This job also helped me to become a pilot and I enjoyed sharing many flights over the scenic outback. During mining one day for the elusive gem, I ended up in a coma after a rock had fallen on my helmet from the top of a shaft. This changed my life forever. After recovering I found that my senses were heightened and the connection with spirit was strong. I felt called to do a yoga course in Byron Bay.