Self Identify

Rant much? This is my early morning existentialism coming through so feel free to zip on by to the next post. It'll probably have some fun tips and no ranting.

Disasters for many are a turning point. Those who were effected by the fire and lost everything, the disaster defines them in some way, others it does not. It got me thinking about how we self-identify in general. The fluid nature of our identifiers allow us to spin amongst identities.

When asked who we are, we mostly respond with our name and our nationality. I am Elena and am Cree and British Canadian. I am a member of the Bigstone Cree Nation and in the future envision myself living on an unknown island near Antarctica. I'm not an anarchist, I'm a globalist. I am a human being. Often a human doing. During this disaster I was a human doing and inspired by my coworkers (who by the way are superheroes) who were driven by the work that needed to be done. My family identified me as a workaholic.

In the end our identity is really all about perspective. Ok now I'm more confused. No more existentialism before my morning coffee.

If you read this and are now stressed see diagram below. I suggest printing instead of banging head on computer.