The Powwow Guy

There is a young couple local to me that comes to me regularly for various Powwowing. They don't make appointments, they don't have a schedule, they just sort of show up whenever they like. And it's OK. I've known them for about five years now and I've enjoyed getting to know them as well as being able to help them.

Today I was walking one of the dogs and as we walked through the car port into our backyard, my regular clients emerged from the pathway along the side of my house.

We chatted for a few minutes, the normal pleasantries, and then I took the dog inside the house and came back outside to do the Powwow they needed.

Sometimes Powwow is like that. A person stops by, they have a need, you chat for a few moments, then you do what they need and send them on their way.

Today I sent them home with a jar of homemade pickles. That's not typical, but I was feeling like they could use a little gift. Like I said, I enjoy their company and am always happy to see them when they show up.

The Regulars, as I call them, pop in maybe two or three times a year. They don't live far, they can walk to my house. They don't have a lot of money, they are just honest, salt-of-the-earth folks, and I'm happy to help them out.

As you grow your reputation as a local healer, you'll likely build a list of "regulars". And that's a good thing. As time passes, they become something like friends. They trust you, you know them, and the Powwow is effective. And if you can send them home with a jar of your own pickles, even better!