Some of my friends say the Red-Tailed Hawk is my totem.
Where I live Red-tailed Hawks are plentiful...whenever one flies over-head...my day is blessed. And if I'm down or blue...hearing their call lifts my spirits and reminds me that I'm not alone and all things will work out for good.
Up here on the top of my little mountain hawks often kite on the wind while hunting and for years I've had a family of hawks teach their young to hunt right in my gardens and small pasture.
So years back when trying to decide what to name my little farm I chose "Hawkwind". I later carved my personal stamp for Letterboxing (Letterboxing.org for the curious) and chose a hawk. I've used that stamp to 'log in' to letterbox journals and to log into journals along the M-M Trail and AT here in my home state.
It also ended up becoming my name on various forums I frequent.
I've had the 'name' so long that when I have met folks from some of the forums in person they often automatically call me Hawk or Hawkie...and I answer!
As of last year though...I moved so slowly on the trail during my annual week-long hike that I started to dub myself: "Turtle-Hawk"...and I believe I may have written a note as such in one of the journals at a shelter along the way. My heart may still soar with the hawks...but my lungs are beginning to slow me to a turtle's pace.