To the East of incarnation, I welcome the elder of the fixed air who guides our future, past and present.
To the West of incarnation, I accept the allyship of the fixed fire as I encounter that which lies past the gates of my understanding and embodiment.
To the North of incarnation, I address the weave of the fixed earth that roots my present to the work, joys and complications of my blood and spiritual lineages.
To the South of incarnation, I look to the fixed water as the epitome of be-ing: fidelity towards all that change.
May what I love I never abandon.
May what I write reciprocate everything the worlds in and out, up and under, has given me.
May what I seek transcend my subjectivity.