This week an interesting supper with new friends where the common denominator was art.
The theme of displacement, home and longing kept on emerging.
One woman still longed for Dublin after ten years away, having fallen in love with an Englishman. She wistfully wondered about the other life that could have been.
Another woman, a political refugee now in her eighties, would not re-visit her homeland even though she now could. Feelings about wrong choices could be stirred.
Freud, of course, saw displacement as a repression and defence mechanism for something too dangerous to express.
Gary Petersen sums it up so well when he says ” What makes humans interesting are our mistakes, our attempts at a good life, but never quite getting there.”