At Home in the World is a thoughtful, very readable look at the Central Australian Warlpiri through the experiences of anthropologist Michael Jackson. Jackson and his wife, also an anthropologist, spent a year living with the Warlpiri, learning their language and becoming acquainted with their epistemology; particularly with their ideas of "the Dreaming" and "song lines"*, their relationship with place, time, their past, future and each other. The real strength of Jackson's work is his insertion of himself into his depiction of the Warlpiri. He continuously draws attention to how his subjectivity did or could have contributed to his evaluation of the time he spent with the Warlpiri. He comes across as an exceedingly self-reflective and empathetic person whose points are worth considering simply on that merit, even if he were not an academically trained anthropologist. Jackson comes from New Zealand originally but, at the time of the writing of his book lived, worked and raised his family in the United States. This fact probably contributed to one of the main aspects of Warlpiri life and thought that Jackson returns to again and again; namely, the concept of home and belonging. In treating this subject, Jackson also pays sensitive uncondescending attention to the Warlpiri as colonized, marginalized and brutalized people and to his own whiteness and European heritage.
I read this book while contemplating my own impending move across country and out of the only city I have felt truly at home in. A lovely lesson I have taken from At Home in the World is that, even when I live elsewhere, I am now a part of the place I call home and even if I leave them, I am part of the people I love. I take it all with me and leave myself behind. My home is as fluid a thing as my sense of self, continually adapting to circumstance, altering with time and events. This seems comforting to me rather than alarming. Especially as I attempt to feel at home when I am far away from home. A very timely read full of comfort for those of us, increasingly many, who have lived semi-itinerant lives and who love people scattered around the world.
*If you have not heard these terms before, look them up. They are multivalent concepts that I am barely beginning to grasp. I would not explain them with any depth or in ways that would do their complexity of meaning justice.