Some two and a half years ago, I visited a small Greek island near the west coast of Turkey. From my apartment balcony, I could hear the bleat of goats on the hill below, and could see a brilliant blue sea in the foreground. My husband and two teenage children were many thousands of miles away in Melbourne, Australia. I was on the island of Ikaria, which has been dubbed ‘the island where people forget to die’. It is one of five Blue Zones destinations across the world where residents live long and healthy lives. I had just turned 47 and in that moment, I felt great in my body, in my mind, and in my spirit.