Standing Firm: Autoethnography and Speculative Futures

Standing Firm

like a pebble to the water

ripples, across the surface of the world

displacement appears, waves radiate

yet the water itself does not move

It is the middle of lockdown, but we are “allowed” out to exercise, so we do. We exercise our legs, our lungs, and our minds. We wander, entwining our conversation in the rhythms of our wanderings. Our legs are strong, we cover much ground, and the earth we traverse gradually becomes less known. It begins to appear unfamiliar and mysterious. We look for clues, we are provoked, our surroundings stir us and stir in us.

One afternoon, as we near the end of a long walk, we come upon a group of large stones, in a seemingly random field. Together, they form a circle. Their countenance is speckled gray, white, and black, shoulder high and rough to the touch. The cadence of our steps increases as we are drawn closer.

A Reimagined Conversation

What’s that?

Some Background

A Menhir is a large standing stone, upright in its appearance, positioned by humans. Like the Menhirs, a Megalith is a very large stone that forms part of a stone circle or prehistoric monument, often with other stones. And then we have a Cromlech, which, if you are Welsh, you might consider a megalithic tomb with a flat stone laid on top of the upright ones. While in Brittany, France, a megalith is considered to be a circle of standing stones.

Whatever name we give to the stones and the formation they take, Menhirs, Megaliths, and Cromlechs date back to the bronze age, 3000 BCE. Some stories say they were used by Druids for sacrifice. Other stories suggest that they may have been used as territorial markers, while still others believe they relate to ideological systems, mnemic markers, or calendars. It is estimated that there are around 35,000 of these across Europe. In some areas, they seem to be as common as picnic tables and benches, while in other locations they are more obscure.

In Cornwall, there are numerous stone circles and standing stones that, over the passing of time, have acquired names and myths to match. A line of three stone circles on the edge of Bodmin Moor are known as the Hurlers of St Cleer. In West Penwith stand the Pipers. And in a field between the villages of Mousehole and Treen you will find Dawns Meyn, the stone circle we came across on our walk, thought refer to a band of “Merry Maidens” who danced into the dawn.

Speculative Futures

Why might the standing stones have captured our imaginations as we planned for the 2021 Special Interest Group in Autoethnography? How do “standing stones” infuse our conversation about our direction, our futures, our aims and purposes? The exercise—of standing still, reflecting, considering—is an important one in a world where so much has changed and is still changing. Academic life, across the globe, has gathered pace, and it often feels we are being swept along by unseen forces deaf to our calls for restraint.

For us, autoethnography is not at a crossroad or turning point. Rather, our stirrings remain; moored to challenging social injustices, poverty, exclusion, stigma, and discrimination through examining, performing, and reimagining experiences from our own lives.

And, like the Menhir, we stand out, we stand up, and we stand together.

But we, as autoethnographers, are being weathered and shaped by the new worlds of academia, education, and research. And these domains are responsive to trends, flavors of the month, the “in” color, and political forces at play.

We know we are shaped by our environment and by our histories. And we know the landscapes in which we live and breathe turn back to shape our identities, elucidating the stories we learn to tell. Standing stones are important landmarks as they point the way from the past to the present. They seem to be ever-present, defining and shaping our landscape. They endure. By the fact there are here, they bring a degree of continuity. The fact they have stood firm across millennia, remaining un-toppled, un-cowed, demonstrates an unshakable resistance to adverse weather, against the hostile tides of time. Their very presence inspires us with the faith and strength to continue to stand against further erosions of social justice, equity, and global responsibility. Still, and yet, alongside all of this, a stone circle brings into focus a force that cannot be fathomed with, even with the most advanced technology. Still, they continue to invite contemplation of the spiritual, the mythical. Somehow they have refused, and they continue to refuse, to be broken, pushed aside, or assimilated.

These ancient stones remind us of what has gone before. Not so much of the battles, the bloodshed, or the sacrifices on the altar. But simply that there was a before, a history that leads to now, where we stand. Thus, we may not know what they are, or what they mean, but we know they are something. We can be certain that they are not nothing, they have a physical presence, they are real, they have mass. And from this, they take their meaning.

People often ask, “How did they get here?” There are few certainties with which to answer this question. Unlike the pyramids, there are no artifacts of warriors, no templates for design, no detritus of construction. And so precise meaning making remains elusive, captive to myths and legends, and difficult to fathom. Each stone weighs around 75 tons (equivalent to five double-decker London buses). They appear immovable. But here they stand. Mighty Menhir, Megalith, Cromlech.

Might they signal something important about standing firm, standing together, being immoveable when it becomes necessary? And might that recognition be important when speculating about our autoethnographic futures? Might we each consider our place in the circle, might we each look to the east and to the west, to the outstretched hand to the left and to the right? Is there not something about standing in a circle? When you walk into a stone circle, are you not rational, still a child of the 21st century? But—still—don’t you feel something? As you run your palm over the rough stones surface, does it not provoke reconnections? Doesn’t your imagination begin to open? The action of doing so, being “in” the circle, we believe, has some deep meaning for our speculations, for silently being a presence to each other in our work.

we stand out, we stand up, and we stand together