Our house is pretty hippie dippie.
The roof is covered in solar panels.
Our front yard features several food gardens, a herb spiral, garden gnomes and a yoga frog.
The back yard?
It’s full of clover.
I love clover rather than grass.
The first time I planted it as a lawn, I was a dutiful citizen and a good neighbour. I kept it neat and trimmed.
This was a problem.
Clover needs to seed itself on a fairly regular basis in order to regrow and flourish.
Within a year or two the clover disappeared.
Our back yard is deeply covered in clover.
We mow around the patches of white flowers.
The clover is growing.
The don’t comment.
They’re super nice.
A bit like Sisyphus.
Here’s the shorthand on Sisyphus from Wikipedia:
The Myth of Sisyphus (French: Le Mythe de Sisyphe) is a 1942 philosophical essay by Albert Camus.
Influenced by philosophers such as Søren Kierkegaard, Arthur Schopenhauer, and Friedrich Nietzsche, Camus introduces his philosophy of the absurd. The absurd lies in the juxtaposition between the fundamental human need to attribute meaning to life and the "unreasonable silence" of the universe in response.
Camus goes on to describe the situation of Sisyphus as rolling a rock almost to the top of a hill, only to have it roll back down and crush him.
My neighbours are like that with their lawns.
They go out each day and dig up weeds, only to find more weeds growing up in the place of the old ones.
The insistent, militant ones are embarrassed by the moss that grows where they believe that grass should be. The dandelions and daisies are marks of shame. Brown patches of nothingness? Existential black holes of meaninglessness for the lawn lover.
My more cynical neighbour is more resigned to his fate. He reports:
This is futile. Like all of my life, I’m just a passenger.
Yet still he fertilizes, waters, cuts and weeds.
They have conferences in front of their houses. What shall we do about the weeds?
The perfect lawn does not exist. Yet still they try.
I’m in the middle of this, letting my clover grow.
How do you ‘let your clover grow’ and prevent yourself from participating in absurdity?
What absurdity do you participate in rather than defying societal expectations and just let your clover grow, knowing that in the long run, less effort can yield a lasting result?
One Derful Thing
These have become movement explorations lately.
In Forms of Vitality, Daniel Stern proposes that all human experience, somatic or otherwise can be described in terms of movement.
The hope for this section lately is to set up some experiments where you have a movement based vocabulary for the sensations and feelings you experience inside your body.
With that in mind, let’s move on to another type of movement.
Sisyphus rolled a boulder.
How do you roll?
How do sensations roll within you?
What kinds of sensations roll within you?
How can you roll into a room?
How do thoughts roll into your mind?
Spend some time exploring your relationship with rolling.