This week I've had several conversations about belonging. Or rather conversations about not belonging. Being marginalized and excluded or simply not fitting in, not knowing where to fit.
The culture we live in is defined by transient populations, wars, intermarriage and the cross-pollination of religious ideas and practices from around the world, so the question of identity is complex.
When I’m asked where I come from I find it difficult to answer, having South African parents, great grandparents from Latvia, Lithuania, Poland, Romania, and my family currently being scattered across at least 6 different countries in both hemispheres. I’m British, but only by one generation, the rest of me being a puzzle in the making, and who knows where I’ll end up?
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