Although I do not like to reveal too much about myself online, for reasons of privacy, I like to reflect upon my life and my journey into existence in the world. Do you like to explore your heritage and reflect upon your experiences in a culturally rich and beautiful way, even on a low budget?
In my mid teens, I travelled to and from school each day by ferry between the Isle of Skye and the Scottish mainland. North American tourists in search of their family heritage would sometimes be aboard, wistfully wondering if their great great grandparents had lived in a castle.
Most migrants, as it turns out, had rather squalid accommodation in their homelands. Their homes and the land were not even their own, as far as the laws of the time were concerned. So where is home? I always felt as though I was an "outsider" on the Isle of Skye and have never thought of it as home. Where is home to you?
Wikipedia - Isle of Skye
Wikipedia - The Skye Boat Song
I have been very fortunate to have had so many different and experiences in life. I hope that I never take my life for granted, and never act as though other people, including past and future generations, do not matter.
In recent years, mortgagees have defaulting in many industrialized nations, often with no-where else to go. Those who have never been able to obtain a mortgage in the first place may live in crowded squatter camps and other slums. Around major cities in quite a lot of countries, even in relatively affluent states, there as many of these places.
But what and where, really, is home? Is your home within you?
What is the relationship between work and home? My maternal line originates in Shropshire, around the East Shropshire Coalfield, in fact. This was where the Industrial Revolution had its main impetus. My maternal ancestors, male and female, adults and children, were mainly poor farm labourers and poor coal miners.
How might they have formed their identity? Was it through work or home, or was it through the relationships they cherished with those around them?
For more about identity...
...you might like to visit my By Any Other Name blog