A Public Diary During the Coronavirus/COVID-19 Pandemic ~ Day 64

Joe Culhane
Pandemic Diaries
Published in
6 min readMay 19, 2020

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the potato tower in our backyard is blowing up. There’s gonna be so many potatoes in there!

Teachers everywhere
sharing gifts of knowledge
mostly in the form of questions,
explorations into the land of wonder

Many of our guides take different forms
the buzz of a bee or wind through the trees
even messengers within our very own bodies
lessons for learning are available everywhere

The greatest challenge to us being able to receive
is opening up, quieting down, and letting it flow within
then we can begin to channel and funnel the information,
tune into the frequencies that are always readily available

We are all students and teachers,
knowers and dreamers,
we can share answers
but really only have
questions to give

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Hey, hey, it’s Monday! Hope you don’t have a case of the Monday’s while reading this. Oh man, what a phrase that is/was. And speaking of that, I was just thinking of the movie Office Space the other day and wondering if I would still find that as hilarious as I once did. How is that holding up to the test of time? I would probably still laugh my ass off though I wonder how someone who has never seen this movie would think of it these days if they were between the ages of 18 and maybe 25 or so? Would they even be able to relate to it? I suppose there are numerous movies like this that would just not make much sense to the younger generations, that’s probably always been the case to a degree. But if my daughter for example, who is 12 were to watch Bill and Ted’s Excellent adventure, what would she think? I bet she’d find it funny but the phone booths have not been around for her whole life, more or less. She may have some idea of what they are from Dr Who or something though. I don’t know though.

Well, in any case, today is Monday, a new week is upon us. It’s May 18th, the year 2020 and here I am once again writing some words to reflect on the goings from this limited perspective of my lived experiences during this global pandemic. This morning I was pretty well rested and recuperated somewhat from the allergies that had rocked me these past few days. I was reluctant to do yoga this morning but glad that I did it anyways. It has been several weeks of the daily kundalini yoga practice and that has benefited my life in incalculable ways. The stretching, the meditations, the whole routine of it has been quite a journey. I’m happy to be doing this with my darling doveling each day as well. It is something we have together that benefits us individually and as a partnership as well.

Beyond that, I’ve been trying to get in the zone to do some school work, with little success, I’m not loosing my drive, necessarily, though I am doing what I can to accomplish this while balancing it with other pursuits as well. In that regard, I’ve set up a podcast interview to be done later this week and another tarot reading or two as well. These are good things. Very good things. And I am determined to complete this degree program in the coming months and fully believe I shall do so. I sure am looking forward to being on the other side of this managerial accounting class let me tell you…

This afternoon I had a great chat with a friend who has been a part of City Repair and The Village Building Convergence for a long time, they had come by to drop off the borage babies and I was pleased to pass along the 6 bundles of smudge. We were chatting out front, at a safe distance of course, about life and what is to come. The conversation naturally moved into racial justice and its connection to the environmental crisis and our broken systems and numerous crises, looking at ways to be of service to both healing the wounds, and building the new bridges as we navigate away from such things as the non-profit industrial complex, among other such things. Amazingly, as this was happening, right next-door a gas powered leaf blower was cranked on and this guy began climbing a ladder and using it on the roof, it was so loud that we were having to essentially yell to each other. We noted how allegorical this was in the midst of us discussing systemic changes that need to happen. Life is amazing sometimes with things like this.

I really did appreciate connecting with this friend and person I have tremendous respect for. Ridhi is someone who takes no shit and has been brave and powerful in the face of great adversity. Part of what we were talking about is really some of the most important shit that needs confronting at this point in our human storyline. The inequities and injustice of our “civilization” needs a huge course correction. It has needed one for hundreds of years, thousands maybe. Are we ready to address that? Confront the bullshit and atrocious ways we’ve treated various humans because of the color of their skin or the religion they practice, or geographical point on the planet where they were born, or their sexual orientation, or gender, or fucking anything that can be used to create separation. It’s terrible and it needs to end. So does the class struggle which is fucking terrible as well. How did we end up here? This is not a social contract many folks alive actually signed and agreed to. I know we are all complicit in some ways in the perpetuation of this all but, come the fuck on. This shit has got to end.

Well, It’s once again getting late. I’ll start to wrap this up. I did want to note that amazingly, I do feel a great deal better and will attribute at least part of it to yoga, part to getting nearly 9 hours of sleep, and a nod to the 5 defenders mushroom blend that I’ve been steadily taking for a good long while now. And although the allergies haven’t been acting up and my head has not felt like it was in a compressor, I did go out and do a bunch of yard work, including planting those borage babies and a ton of flower seeds all around the yard, along with some zucchini seeds in the raised bed. Ideally while doing all of this I didn’t inhale a shit ton more pollen and inadvertently dosed myself up for another bout of allergy funk. But I wouldn’t trade getting into the dirt and connecting with nature in this way for anything. Now that I mention it, I can see how it is good medicine to be doing that AND could contribute to allergies. Totally worth it though.

Okie doke. That’s it for me today. Time to get some sleep and get ready for a new day. Tomorrow morning the parent’s-in-law hit the road from LA on their way up to us. They’ll stop one night in Ashland and then they will be here Wednesday. That is fantastic news and I’m so stoked for them to get here. It’s also the day the beet Kvass I made will be ready as well. I’ve read that this fermented goodness is great for allergies, among it’s many nutritious and powerful properties. Either way, I find it delicious and having that, homemade sauerkraut, and kombucha, I’d say we’re doing alright on the fermentation front. I actually am going to look into how to make oat milk yogurt soon, too. I make oat milk every couple days and dig the dairy alternative for our homemade granola, I think it is high time to make this part of our food scene, too…

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Writer, podcaster, international public speaker, Theater of the Oppressed actor, and lover of this precious intrinsically connected world we are all a part of.