I am wonderfully blessed to have a Shaman friend. My Shaman friend's name is Carlos. We've known each other since High School, but never really connected closely until these last few years. We bonded through a wonderful medicinal herb, and through opening up our spirituality together we have created an eternal bond. Magical things happen when we hang out together, Magical, mysterious things :D

Today for instance, we were in my back yard, which has a very magical, sacred quality all its own. A bird flew over head. I couldn't tell what it was, but he easily spotted it as a Woodpecker. A Woodpecker. Now, the Woodpecker had been pecking on the side of the house for the last few days, much to the dismay of my mother. And a few days earlier I had found a feather by the Magical Frog Pond I built out of an old sandbox. Clearly the Woodpecker was calling.

Drill toward your dreams! I heard in my head and simultaneously said. Drill toward your dreams.

One by one Woodpeckers flew by as we chatted in the yard; then two by two.

As the time came for us to part ways, we returned to the front of the house. One Woodpecker flew by, then another. After our final hug goodbye but before we turned to leave, a flock of twenty or so Woodpeckers flew overhead. Drill toward your dreams, echoed in my head. Drill toward your dreams.

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Thank you Woodpeckers, I honor you.