Getting ink is something not everyone approves of. I mean, I get it. You know how many people I know who regret that dolphin jumping through the sun tramp stamp?! A lot. I didn’t get my first tat until I was in my 30’s. I actually never thought I was going to get one. Why? Certainly not because I was against them. It was because I never really thought of anything that was powerful and meaningful enough to permanently place on my body. Then one day I saw something that hit me like a truck. It was an image of a simple arrow and it read, “What pulls you back, pushes you forward.” At that time I was going through my divorce and everyday I woke up and thought to myself, “Please let this be over soon.” I just had to get through it. And there were days, many of them, when I didn’t think I would escape the pain and dysfunction with my mind and my sense of humor in tow. That image of the arrow and it’s words resonated in me. Those words made sense to me because I was being pulled back, far and hard. Those words made me realize that, in time, I would be launched forward into a place of wisdom, understanding, forgiveness, hopefulness, and happiness. I didn’t hope that would happen, I knew it would happen. It’s the power of believing and the power of positivity. If I didn’t think that way, it would never happen. I knew that for sure. It was soon after that realization that I grabbed my ever loyal, trusted, and supportive sister, Lauren, to accompany me to get my first tattoo and I knew just where I was going to have it placed. My wrist. I needed to see it. Every moment I needed and wanted to remember that pain and set backs have a purpose. I placed it perfectly on my left wrist as if I were an archer pulling back the arrow and I had the power, ease, and capability to release it and shoot forward into happiness. I was/am in control, not of my pain but how it affects me, you see? I wish I could say that one isolated moment in my life was the only pain that influenced my new tattoo. It was not. There were five other moments in my life where I was challenged and devastated by pain and difficulty. Times that could have destroyed my psyche and my effortless smile forever, but ended up making me stronger once the storm passed. My arrow has six feathers, each symbolizing something that pulled me back but eventually pushed me forward, further than before. I am sure I will be adding more feathers to my arrow throughout my life because pain, of course, is a necessary part of life. Pain has a purpose and it’s purpose is beautiful, actually. I am not masochistic. I am realistic. We will all experience pain, unfortunately, and of course pain is relative. The thing that we have in common when we experience pain? How we come out of it and how it effects us. We can crumble or we can grow. It is a choice.
I have since then become incredibly fascinated and attracted to tiny, symbolic tattoos. I pin them, a lot, and I search them out. When I see someone with a dainty little feminine tat I stop them and I ask them about it. To me, they are beautiful. I have, since my arrow, gotten another tiny tat on my other wrist. It’s meaning is partially private. If you ask me I will tell you the partial truth of what it means. “When there is a will, there is a way”. It has two meanings for me, though, the one above I care to share when asked and the other, which stays private. I have others, though, I plan to add to my simple collection, eventually, once I am certain they must be a part of me. I have decided I to be able to always see them, making my wrists the perfect place for me.
Here are some cool ass symbols I thought you may get something out of as well. My favorite? Glyphs.
And lastly, my TSPeepers. Here are a few tats you should not get unless of course, you are an asshole.
If you are inspired and want to get a little ink (or a lot), I say do it. YOLO and if you think it is special and it means something to you then it is worth the permanent place in your life. The most important thing is doing you the way you want to do you and not giving a damn what anyone thinks.
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