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Covid19 Journey Day 29


April 19, 2020

Today’s image – The next wave of service workers with growing infection vulnerability is the grocery store employees.  Consequently, bigger chains have already begun talking about closing the doors to instore shopping and shifting to online orders with curbside pick-up only.  If this happens, it would be a historical contraction.  Until 1916, most grocery stores did not allow shoppers to gather their goods. Piggly Wiggly opened the first self-serve grocery in Memphis with check out stands, carts, and individually marked items. It transformed the industry. A century later, we have pressed ourselves int0 a return of handing our list to the clerk behind the online counter.  When I shop these days, I notice that maybe 50% of customers wear masks and attempt safe distance margins. And what is going on with the other half?  Is this their act of civil disobedience? Is it worth putting grocers at risk? Maybe there is a more significant thing at work than mere disrespect and petulance.  I think that most moderns forget to include themselves in the frame of a situation as we enter it, as if we’ve donned an invisibility cloak or as if we were mere figments.  Does our consumer culture include observer status as we consumer experiences? To participate is to stand outside, looking in?  Forget about 5D ascension prospects this year, what trending is 2D ghostings.  Another way to dodge blame, I suppose.

Today’s idea – I hear lots of banter about what normal will be, needs to be, hopes to be on the other side of the GREAT PAUSE. Talking with my neighbor and fellow dorm parent this evening as our pups wrestled on the lawn, we tossed around our thoughts too.  If there is to be a new normal, we need to start talking about what that means to us and real soon.  Without the seed of thoughts and words, there is little chance of new expression for the way we’d like to see society and the economy work.  The revolution we dream about does not commence as a political one; there is a fat chance of actual initiatives there now.  It starts with individual decisions and resolves.  How will we change our lives and our expectations to engender we have come to value during this pause?  Lucky for us, Mother’s Day is now just three weeks away.  If the Great Pause lasts that long, our catharsis can jump-start with a brain change. Do we need to launch a national discussion? A network of regional or community charrettes about forging the new normal?  How to begin momentum before the cage of commerce, as we now know it, latches shut again? If it starts with each of us, I’d better start my list.  What would the new normal hold for me?
1.       Keep this slower pace of life.
2.      Live well with less stuff, and make goods that last again.
3.      Bring family and community back to the hub of society.
4.      Plant trees like our lives depended on it.
5.      Keep the air clean.  Keep the water clean.
6.      Drive less.
7.       Centralize the power grid to a regional and community one.
8.      Make ecology a required course in all levels of school.
9.      Make civics a required middle school course, expanding to Poli-Sci in high school.
10.   Value our workers more, pay a livable wage.
11.    Take time to talk to each other and listen.
12.   Keep this slower pace of life.

Today’s observation – when the glorious day turned to afternoon, and the kids were up and fed; their activity requests defaulted to open the gym, more evidence of how unplugged they’ve gotten from how to thrive as kids in the real world. The answer that met their request was age-old.  Go outside!  And they did, played soccer or just laid on the lawn to watch clouds and birds (there are fewer planes) and to chat about little things, to smile more for no good reason.  Let them learn how outside can bring the best medicine for kids of all ages who have been trained to live inside. A vital life lesson, we are growing more inspired to preach.  The residential staff met in the evening to unpack ideas and make plans for options that can replace the kids’ tyranny of using screen time and sleeping to pass the day.  Our list blossomed:
·         Raised bed vegetable gardens
·         Plant flowers
·         Safe outing to local parks
·         Sewing class
·         Stage combat
·         Yoga and Zumba
·         Cooking
·         A film club
·         Cycling on the bikeways
·         Drives in the country
It’s a start, but what’s most important is that it is a list of the culture-building and resilience training embodied in it.  Here is another opportunity for teaching what it means to be human.  The struggle is part of life, and danger happens, we take care of one another. Our lives are great, so participate!

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