My First TattooTo the Egyptians, the eagle was the messenger to the gods, and a symbol of eternal life. In many Native cultures, it represents a state of grace that is reached through inner work understanding, and the spirit of tenacity. It is the patience to wait for the appropriate moment. It is to live in balance with heaven and earth. On a more material note, it's the Harley Davidson symbol, and one of my late uncle's favourite animals.
I've been taking huge, heretofore unseen steps to start doing things that are right for me. I feel like I'm finally getting somewhere on the journey to find out who I am, what I want and what I need. I'm living for me, and I have never felt better.
The summer after Grade 8 I spent a few weeks in Cambridge with my uncle and his girlfriend who would later become my family. I went to his tattoo artist in Guelph to get my long-awaited navel ring, and as I've said before, lying back in that tattoo shop with a hunk of metal in my stomach, I had never felt more badass in my life. He was the one you went to when you wanted to rebel. I wanted to get my first tattoo with him, but he landed in the hospital before I could ask, and as quick as that, he was gone.
This is for me. This is for him. I'm taking the reins of my life, and remembering his at the same time. I had to do it without him but I knew he'd be kicking my *** if I didn't do it at all.
shayla 19-21, F 1 Response 1 Mar 31, 2007