My long time friend, lover, collaborator turned to me yesterday and said: "We don't belong anywhere!"
So true. We are both mongrels. Cultural refugees. Always on the margins. We have never really fit in, anywhere.
It has always been like that, for both of us. Family. School. Work. Childhood. Adulthood. Always Strangers in a Strange Land.
Luckily, somehow, we did find each other. So we have kind of made our own small, 2 person tribe - "The Never Fit In Anywheres."
It's hard. The way we've been wired. Probably not worth it trying to figure it out how or why it turned out that way. Probably no "why" about it. That's just the way the Universe rolls.
We do have some "Spirit Guides" that we look up to for inspiration and guidance. These would be the "creative ones," people in the "arts" who have inspired us. We do feel connected to them. But most of those folks are "one-offs." Strangers. Kooks. Still, knowing that they are out there, somewhere, doing the good work, does make us feel less alone.
It's ok. We don't really identify with the things other folks identify with. That's the kind of tribe the Never Fit In Anywheres is...