… is one of those value-laden terms that is so entrenched in our culture, we are not even aware of the value it is laden with. Most of the time. We sometimes use it as an insult, to deride someone or something. For example…
“You are dirt! Get out of my house and take your catapult with you!”
We also say…
“There is dirt on my shoe/ chair/ carpet/ window/ doorstep/ hat/ phone/ catapult!”
But what is dirt?
What is its scientific definition, its physical composition?
It is nothing. It is mud, ash, bits of food, fluff, slime, mould, leaves, dead insects, dried sweat, a greasy residue, old flaky paint, rust, tar, sand…
Anything that is dirt is not dirt until we say it is. It is perception.
But what if we inverted our perception? What if we relished, celebrated, delighted in the mud, ash, bits of food, fluff, slime, mould, leaves, dead insects, dried sweat, greasy residue, old flaky paint, rust, tar, sand that we found on our shoe, chair, carpet, window, doorstep, hat, phone, catapult? Would this not be a healthy and joyous celebration of the chaotic, messy, entropic world upon which we reside?
I say it would!
Dirt is all around us!
Dirt is the substance and essence of life!
Everybody repeat after me…
Dirt is not a dirty word!
And so on and so forth.