“Bring on the cash!” (and the kale)

Yesterday, based on an experience at my Friday evening dance, I got aroused around mindfulness – especially as applied to cashiering.  Having been off on my cash once last week, my rallying cry became, “When the cash comes out, the chatter stops – focus on the money!”)  I put my “Cash only” mindfulness sign right in my cash drawer, where I would see it every time I dealt with cash.  (This did not guarantee that I would always pay attention to it.  Like all the mindfulness props I use, it would eventually go into background.)

Show me the money! Nothing gets past me!

Show me the money! Nothing gets past me!

I had thought that mindfulness of the groceries would for now take a back seat to mindfulness of the money, but I quickly found that they worked well together – that paying attention to the groceries helped me to pay attention to the cash.  And I was carrying a real sorrow about how relatively mindless I had been at the dance the previous evening.  I couldn’t shake the memory of the last piece of music – haunting bells and chimes – which pretty much flaked everybody else out and which I really didn’t hear because I was composing yesterday’s blog post.  Today I was hungry to be in the present moment.

I discovered several things about the groceries:

  • Produce was the best fodder for mindfulness practice. The color, the texture, the different weights.  It’s alive!  The source of life.  Great.
  • The dill today seemed an unusually dark green.
  • If you look close enough, flat parsley (Italian parsley) really is clearly distinguishable from cilantro – and it’s prettier.
  • Grapes are great.  All those little bumps.  Fascinating – and so satisfying to run my hands over.  I hoped this lady didn’t notice or mind me lightly resting my hand on her bag of grapes.
  • I adore our “Holiday” grapes – boy are they succulent!  I made a strategic choice that I could get away with asking this young woman, “Could you please take out one of your grapes and give it to me?” Then I popped it in my mouth and said, “Man that’s great!”  She adored it, but that will never go in any manual of good cashier techniques.
In the right state of mindfulness, grapes are a gas to touch.  Holiday grapes - which look pretty much like these, only fatter - can be orgasmic to eat, worth the risk of the customer saying that they actually don't want to give you one.

In the right state of mindfulness, grapes are a gas to touch. Holiday grapes – which look pretty much like these, only fatter – can be orgasmic to eat, worth the risk of the customer saying that they actually don’t want to give you one.

  • Cans are also pretty cool – the hardness, the heft.  Satisfying to handle.

All in all, a great shift – facilitated by the fact that I have shifted from depression to a little bit of mania.  Now the issue is to keep my feet on the ground – and mindfulness is the perfect tool.

10 thoughts on ““Bring on the cash!” (and the kale)

  1. John, I look forward to every post you write and almost always get a take away. Once they have experienced check-out with you, I bet people wait in your line for a chance to interact. I would!
    Off I go now to feel my grapes. Loving wishes, Joan


    • Joan – It’s awesome to hear from you, and wonderful to think about you reading the blog. I will love any comments from you – posted here (really great) or by email if they are more personal. And yes there are people who wait in my line when others are shorter. And writing this blog is helping me to focus on the sacredness of the whole enterprise – including a zen moment of feeling grapes. I’ve got some of those Holiday grapes in my frig – I’m gonna spend some moments fondling them tonight. Hmm – before or after the egg nog?


  2. Great post and where on Earth do you get the wonderful photos to add? Love the woman covered with cash! Your blog is a delight. You inspire me and entertain as well. Gotta go….time to fondle my produce.


    • I just Googled “money photos” and didn’t have to search too far for it. Thanks for the encouragement, Barb – I think I’ll keep going. And, after the Jubilee caroling tonight (I didn’t get a ticket for the bus but will be in the caravan behind) I’m definitely going to reserve some time for feeling my grapes ;).


  3. I’ve got a hunch I’m not more important than anybody else, but it’s probably good for all of us when any of us wakes up to the truth of our infinite beauty. So it’s in everybody’s best interest for me to wake up – and you.


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