Honey

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A mix flower bouquet at the general store, 04/19/2015.

While at work, I am one of those women who call everyone honey, sugar, dear etc. It makes everything a lot easier when you see many many faces but can’t always remember names. It’s also friendlier, most of my customers like it. They smile, and greet me back or chit chat. Even the grouchiest or rudest people can change their tune upon such terms, it just works for me.

Yesterday, it SNOWED! Well first, it rained and then snowflakes joined the rain which turned into just a really heavy wet down pour of snow. It was kind of funny, I know if anything is true here in Alaska it’s that bad weather doesn’t stop or slow down true Alaskans. However, with such a dry and mild winter, I thought this time it would.  I was wrong. Standing at my counter working alone, I had two lines formed at each side with ten people in each line just waiting. The line never got smaller, as fast as I helped everyone on their way – someone else just took their place at the back of the line. People started “camping out” and talking about the weather etc. Most were extremely patient with me, and I think most just wanted to be out to ask everyone they encountered if they could “believe the snow?”

Finally at the end of both lines, a single male customer walked up to my counter and said “You are so FAKE “darlin!” The look in his eyes told me, I was supposed to be hurt. I just looked at him with a smile and started ringing his purchase. He said you call everyone dear and honey! I just laughed and said because I got a lot of honeys, what can I say? Joking, I expected it would break his ‘tude, but no he re-iterated how FAKE it was. I finished up his sale and responded, most people like it but if it really bothers you I understand, and that’s OK. He looked defeated, thanked me and left.

Does being called sugar or honey bother you, when it’s by a cashier or clerk? How about being called fake? Who’s words do you let upset you? Curious 🙂 Rock on, all my sweet little dears!

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Day before Spring!

The Big News

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Crusted “snow” on the marsh. 03/01/2015

My Daughter, bought me a round trip ticket to California for my birthday! I am going to meet my Grandchildren for the first time, and see her in person (we Skype) for the first time in nearly a decade! The absolute best birthday gift I could hope for but, I’m also so nervous! I will be flying with out my sweet and even tho it’s only a 4 and a 1/2 day trip with flights included, I will miss his companionship very much. The trip will occur the first week of April 🙂

Marsh Moon

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Driftwood in snow covered ice & water. 03/01/15 Potters Marsh, Alaska. Also spotted: the moon and the homes on the hillside 

“All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.”
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

 

Meditation

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Snow on dead marsh grasses. 03-01-15

“In the midst of movement and chaos, keep stillness inside of you.” – Deepak Chopra

I read somewhere that the less time you have for meditation, the more you need it.  Or, something to that effect. Last night in bed, I did a quick reading with my “Ask Your Guides” oracle deck by Sonia Choquette (it’s a personal favorite.)  My guides quickly reminded me that I have strayed from the path that brings me the most fulfillment, that I am too critical of myself and that to return to the path that brings me the most happiness, I only need to listen to my higher self. This will be my focus once again.  And the truth is, I really do need to meditate more. Peace & Protection friends.

Marsh Collage

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Collage of three photos taken at Potters Marsh, March 1, 2015

On the first March, after I finished work we headed out to Potters Marsh.  It’s one of my favorite places, just outside of town. Watching the seasons change, is a beautiful gift. Sometimes, I over think things.  Like the sentence before last, “watching the seasons change, is a beautiful gift.”  I felt kind of guilty after I wrote it like, I was making to bold of a statement.  What if watching the seasons change depresses someone etc? Who am I to make a statement like that? I debated adding “for me.” Watching the seasons change, is a beautiful gift for me. I left it.  That’s why getting out to places like Marsh is so beneficial to my state of well-being.  When I walk up and down the board walks, especially if not many people are walking on it – my mind let’s go of so many judgements and stress.  It’s a place where I can just be.

The boy drove me out and as we headed out, the sun began to burn through the heavy clouds and fog.  It was amazing golden-yellow sunlight. It was as if we were being invited as guests, special invitation kind of thing.  Every moment of it was appreciated.  I took a 100 photographs using my old cellphone. Now, I have to keep both charged.  One as a camera and the other for calls, each in a back pocket. I am pretty sure I look silly but I don’t care. Being able to capture and preserve moments like this, makes it all worth the hassle.

Sunset On The Boardwalk

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Sunset, March 1st at Potters Marsh Boardwalk, Alaska

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

Collage

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A collage of photos I took on a long walk today. 01/29/15

Shortly after my 1st blog post of today, I decided to go for a much-needed walk. It’s my day off from work and I was starting to see nothing but the soap scum in the shower and dirty details around my apartment that told me I was an unclean person if I did anything but spend my time scrubbing.

I fought the nearly uncontrollable URGE to whip out my Mr. Clean white eraser and spray bottles, to not wash every dish in the place as I washed my hands and I got dressed – then, headed out. It was a fantastic day for it.  About 13 degrees and clear. The roads are scraped down more than needed so, loose snow on ice made me walk at a snail’s pace but I decided that meant I was supposed to “slow down.” Guess what? I discovered pussy willow budding (not pictured.) I also discovered a “macro” setting on the camera of my cellphone. It was cool.

I only came home when my thighs burned from the cold through my pants and leggings underneath. I’m so glad that the dishes are still sitting in the sink, it will give me something to do later. 😀