It is a predictably arduous undertaking, and we’ll be glad when it’s over and we are settled in our new place.
But on the other hand we feel a sense of mourning over leaving our current unit, even though we rent and do not own it.
This is not necessarily the first time I have felt this way. Any time I have moved homes in the past (only three times or so) I have felt the same way. In fact whenever I am in the geographical area of a past home I often find myself driving there and sitting out the front.
What is it about our attachment to particular places?
Why do people attach so much value to places and spaces?
Why do people, groups and religions enter conflict, even violence, over particular spaces that are deemed special, sacred or holy? Read the rest of this entry