holy mother of assumption

i've been moving around a lot in the last 2 years. in fact, i think the longest i've stayed in the one place has been the 4 months i lived in perth for the first time in 2011 (including a couple of side-trips to sydney and melbourne).

life is pretty dynamic when you don't have a sense of static 'home' and, up until last week, i really enjoyed it. i loved the excitement of being outside regular living arrangements and the challenge to the ongoing question 'where do you live?' or 'where's home?'.

i've also been packing up my life, in preparation for moving to berlin on a more-permanent basis (visa-gods willing) and reminiscing over nostalgic objects that have been packed up into boxes.

through that process, i have come to an impasse in feeling excited by my gypsy lifestyle. at the moment, i'm craving a sense of static. of 'stop'. 

and this craving had me asking about the role of assumption in my life.

moving around, constantly shifting cities, accommodation, making yourself vulnerable by having to lean on people has been excellent for shaking up my perspective of the world/my life. it has had me in an ongoing state of questioning, enquiry and analysis.

now, i feel the need to have some complacency, to not have to question, to assume certain aspects about my life (like where my belongings are for longer than 4 weeks, or the fact that i have a 'home').

it's quite an odd thing to crave, complacency, or assumption. i was always taught to think that assumptions were bad. but perhaps 'jumping to conclusions' is what we mean by 'asumption' and that, actually, having a balanced amount of assumption in ones life is good.

scientifically, progress is based on proof - one has a hypothesis, controlled experiments, proves/disproves and publishes findings. those findings then become the assumption for the next stage of experiment. you don't have to reinvent the wheel every time. you assume that it's round and moves.

civilisation is also a static construct and, given that we're not all a society of gypsies, bedouin or nomads, there must be a powerful social pull for security or static place - a sense of structure and firmness outside of the regularity of seasons.

politically, how does assumption work? that, i'm not sure of.

and i guess in terms of relationships with people, we always - whether in friendship or intimate relationships - move towards that place of not having to question. of just knowing, based on previous experience.

well, a little bit of knowledge, and a little bit of faith in there too. not a spiritual faith, per se, but a faith in ones own sense of knowledge. 

faith in my own sense of knowledge. i'm sure there's a single german word for that.