A sense of being
I’ve been thinking about what it takes to get a sense of belonging, something that I’ve struggled with both personally and professionally for a long time. In a personal sense I guess it relates to a feeling of being home. I’ve never really felt that I’m home……even when I’m home….if you follow my thinking. There are roads or places from the past that have a nostalgic value, but never a real sense of identity.
Maybe it’s me or maybe it is the nomadic lifestyles that we lead these days. I was born in one part of the UK, grew up in another, went to University in yet another. Then I lived in another country for a while where I met my wife before moving back to the UK, living in two further places before finally ending up where we are now. Probably not the perfect recipe for identifying with a locale. Maybe it’s about the community in which I live, although other people seem to feel very at home there. Maybe it’s something else.
And the same thing exists in my work. I’m incredibly loyal to the companies that I work for as people who know me would testify. But I’ve never really joined an organisation and felt that I was in the place that I wanted to be for the long-term. Maybe that is a thing of the past? Work is more disparate these days too, we have portfolio careers. Maybe I ended up in the wrong career and should be doing something else (as an aside, I am totally in awe of people who change their careers because they are unhappy).
Maybe everyone feels a little like this, we are all trying to find something, someone or some place that we can identify with. Maybe I’m just never satisfied with my lot. Maybe I’m making something of nothing. More questions than answers. But then if I had the answers, I guess I wouldn’t be asking the questions….