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RAINMAKERS by BethAnne Kapansky Wright

I have found that stepping into our own fullness, owning our own sense of power, is one of the seemingly simple yet hardest things we can do...

For it requires the emotional integrity to sit with our intuition, drop down into our hearts, listen to the truth of who we, and then find the courage to go live that truth. 

I often think about what I would go back and tell my younger self if I could send her a letter; Rainmakers is such a letter. It is personal reflection and a reflection for all women, that we didn't come here to play small. We can here to stretch and reach and learn and grow, so we can embody our fullest sense of self.

At the end of the day, we are the wizards behind our own curtain, and our worlds will only be as beautiful and big and lovely as we allow ourselves to be. I find it daunting, wonderful, and empowering to know that the choice resides with us. 

by BethAnne Kapansky

My dear one,
I know it's hard to be
in a world that has oft
forgotten how to be,

But you will never 
find your stars
if you do not learn to
open your eyes to
the night.

And you will never
discover just how big
you are- - -
if you insist on keeping
yourself placed inside the
lines drawn by others.

You were made for
greater things
great one,
the kind of things,
which unbind 
your strings to gravity
so you can better shoot
through the sky.

Don't sacrifice your power
to fit another's box,
or think for a second you
didn't come from love.

Or ever believe;
you don't have a place in 
the grace of these days.

For we are the makers
making it rain.

We are the wizards
behind our own curtains.

We are the dreamers
dreaming out loud.

(BethAnne's new book, Cranberry Dusk is available now. Just click here

BethAnne Kapansky Wright: I am a Clinical Psychologist who enjoys writing, illustrating and creating. I specialize in dealing with women's issues, life transitions, trauma, grief work, and finding healing in our relationships, especially our relationship with our self. I am a big believer in authenticity, intuition, the power of love, finding laughter and joy, and learning to be more fully human. My essays and poetry have been published in a variety of publications, and I am the author of the poetry books "Cranberry Dusk" and "Freebird Fridays" (due out November 2016, Golden Dragonfly Press). I currently lives in Anchorage, Alaska with my soul mate and our fur kids and my beloved mountains and trails. I can be found on Facebook or on my blog: Sunshine in Winter, here. 

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~ 


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