I M Perfect lady

Palmer, my birth town.  My second visit there since I was two.

Just a small town street, who in 12 years has added a few updates.  New places to eat, some art and a new hospital.  

I had wanted a picture of the place I was born, but it is now…

The DMV.

My beginning.

As I stepped into this garden, I felt a wave of emotion…

I felt it; but didn't try to define it.   The early years…my starting point; my past.

The beauty and immense expressions of Palmer…as it grows.

I saw a display of an old creamery…my father worked at one. Was this his old working place?

Odd, how my birthplace comes with baggage too.

Like a forever ghost riding shotgun….always.

It can't be just my birth town, my beginning….

I am attached to them from my earliest of days.  Not a seed or plant that is separate in a garden.  Who arrived alone.

The extreme size and boldness amazed me…nature and I.

Perhaps I am alone.

Have always been.

Even from a huge garden.

It is about the individual.

Who we are, what we are, and how we grow where we are planted…

I have traveled a long way.

To be who I am today.

I felt the extreme and harshness of Alaska's beauty….and mine.

We tend to aspire to calm perfect easy lives, and yet, it is the complications, challenges, and moments that require the most from us….that gives us our character.

The moments that I have had the most to lose….it was in that moment, I was defined…and refined as Me.

On the scale with me, was always something that I wanted badly.

But I was on the scale too.  

Me and _____.

Who I am, is not created by the easy road; but by the roads I traveled that were the most hard.

And, the hardest is to lose someone,

to honor Me.

And harder still, to release that person to live out their own karma, mistakes and lessons.

To love by freedom.

Knowing as they experience life's choices…the results are already written.

I step aside and they freely go.

Perhaps what grabbed me the most about the garden, is the closeness, the beauty and the roots.

Sometimes it feels like I am a stringless balloon….or a jellyfish.

Going with the flow.

Being true to me,

and reaching to what is my highest nature

Which often means, letting go of family and friends; to rise and reach my fullest expression of Me.

As I stood in Palmer, I was reminded of my little self and the journey she agreed to, the steps she would take; and what she would lose….and ultimately gain.