All the Hemispheres

Leave the familiar for a while.
Let your senses and bodies stretch out

Like a welcomed season
Onto the meadow and shores and hills.

Open up to the Roof.
Make a new watermark on your excitement
And love.

Like a blooming night flower,
Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness
And giving
Upon our intimate assembly.

Change rooms in your mind for a day.

All the hemispheres in existence
Lie beside an equator
In your heart.

Greet Yourself
In your thousand other forms
As you mount the hidden tide and travel
Back home.

All the hemispheres in heaven
Are sitting around a fire

While stitching themselves together
Into the Great Circle inside of


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What Will You Make of That Gift of Yours?

Turkey Vulture & Coyote medicine bundle for cancer, 2011.

Where have you been blessed? Gifted? Fortunate?

What have you done with that gift?

What would you like to do with your talent?

Have you ever named your capacity or your superpower?

I didn't realize until a few years ago that I have a terrific gift for enduring darkness with grace. That I really do love everyone. That my gift is real empathy. That I somehow have forged a long-standing friendship with the human tendency for foibles and mistakes. That I have an unwavering willingness to fuck up in order to gather the precious tools and awareness that lie just beneath the messy surface. 

What can we make of these obscure and feminine talents? I laugh to write that because it sounds silly to read the above paragraph through and hook "talents" to it. However, I love what I've built, and I see others who've done it, too, folks working with their karma, standing in the presence of destiny. There is something so valuable in the Mystery of our odd fortunes, and the mirroring I received while I was building a creative life for myself asked me to acknowledge mine and construct according to my strengths.

I want to hear your stories, your skillz, those things that you've been called upon all your life to provide.  I want to know what's always been with you. 

Love, Pixie


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Children. As far back as I can remember, I have taken care of the little ones. I knew when I was young that it was my calling. I wanted a HUGE family, at least 8 kids. And I got it!!
Yes, during the years of raising those kids, I wondered if I would EVER have time for myself. I learned how to carve out those few, precious moments of me time to keep myself going. Then there were the brief spans of time in between children. But then, more children came along.
Now it's my grandchildren that I'm caring for while their parents work. I feel so privileged to have the opportunity to be a part of their lives in the early stages, and the ones who have left and gone on to school are still coming over to stay once in awhile. This is the most rewarding job I have ever had, and I did try a few outside jobs. But the children called me home every time.

January 18, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterSandie French

I guess I have a tremendous capacity to endure under suffering and to find beauty in darkness and pain. I have a fierce sense of self even though I have chosen at times to subordinate it. I am also very open to transformation, new ideas, and change. Thanks for encouraging me to think on this.

January 18, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterSusan Sanelli Hammack

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