You know the feeling: You are in a meeting, at a party, out to
dinner, you look just the way you want to, each word you speak is the right
one, conversation comes easily, you laugh at the right places, you are relaxed,
you feel good about yourself and the people around you see that you are on top
of your game, they gravitate toward you, it’s just great being you – the stars
are aligned, the gods are with you, you have created the perfect storm.
But you also know this feeling: You are in another place, at a party, out to dinner with different
friends, maybe in a meeting. Someone
asks you a question, you pause, not sure how to start, then you begin to answer
but haltingly. Now you are nervous, starting to feel a little wet under the
arms. You try again. No better.
The person who asked you the question tries to rescue you by rephrasing
the question and then someone else jumps in to take more of the focus away from
you. You are left feeling inadequate, non-fluent,
anything but smart. Not only do you not
feel like yourself, you feel like you’ve
been abducted by aliens and the imposter is posing as you – you can’t wait to
get home, crawl under the covers,
hyperventilate a little and black out.
One
person, two situations, how many identities?
And what does it matter anyway? Who
cares? People have good days and bad
days and maybe that’s all there is to it.
But, then again, maybe it’s more
complicated than just bringing your A game to one situation and your B game to
another. And, as it turns out, we all
have many games to bring, a kind of A-Z alphabet soup collection of selves.

Decades of
research, including my own, indicates that the differences in how human beings
act in different contexts as they assume various roles points to the notion of
multiple identities – identities that
are displayed to ourselves and others due to a myriad of factors that come into
play and, under the right conditions, coax one of our many selves into the
limelight to display his or her unique talents (or flaws). While
it all sounds like a setting for one more of Christopher Nolan’s Dark Knight Rises movie, the concept of
identity has amassed a huge scholarly following, replacing, to some degree, an
historical interest in understanding who a person is by virtue of their race,
class, identity and/or sexuality -- or the way two or more of these intersect. The
idea of identity is more conceptually dynamic and individually specific as it
helps us drill down to a deeper level of thinking about the self and its
relationship to a complex, ever-changing social world in which we live. If we do, in fact, have many different people
living inside of us, what could that mean for change and self-growth? What could that mean for those of us who are
committed to a never-ending I-Quest?
Hopefully, I can figure out some answers before the next blog entry.