I did it. After many months of thinking about it, I finally joined the tattoo club. Maybe it’s small. Maybe it’s only one color. Either way, it’s mine.
The shape decision was difficult. What could I choose that I would still love many years from now?
I thought about memorializing something from my past…
To remember my Mom, maybe a ladybug or a dogwood. Or for my Dad, a carousel horse or something musical.
Maybe an accomplishment? My PhD? Something to do with my kids? Nothing jumped out at me.
Then I decided to think about my present and my future instead. What would remind me to keep pushing forward to the future I’m trying to create?
I knew I wanted something tiny for my first one. And just like I enjoy words with multiple meanings, I wanted a design that had multiple meanings as well. After looking and thinking about so many possibilities, I finally settled on a flame.
Here are a few of the reasons behind that:
I’m a big candle burner. I love the light and the flickers. I constantly have them around as a source of warm comfort. But that’s just the start.
More importantly, I strive to be a light for others. To bring warmth and brightness into the world.
Fire is a transformative thing. You can’t be near it without being changed by it. I want to say the same thing about my life in the world. That my life is a force for change.
But the deciding factor was this quote: “Be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire.” To bring to mind the spirit of my year of fearless.
I put it on my ankle to remind myself to hold my own feet to the fire. Not to become complacent or lazy.
Just because the year ends does not mean my spirit of fearlessness has to.
I’ve had it about a month. I still smile when I look down and see it. It’s small, it’s special, my unique ink. It lights me up. What do you burn for?
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