I pulled 2 tarot cards about my tattoo on Friday night before I left home, and it was pretty clear which one I should get! I asked for an unambiguous sign, and that was what I got. I got the 2 of discs for the star, and the Universe for my other design. Interesting. They are a progression! The exoteric and the esoteric.
The 2 of discs is entitled 'change' and is an image of Ourobos, the snake who swallows his tail, endlessly bound to the circle of life and death, yin yang, and duality. Change is good with this card, the fuller title in other tarot packs is often 'harmonious change', but change still occurs in the realm of illusion. The Unchanging is that which is Divine, and in which we find our real strengths, and can choose to reincarnate or not, step off the wheel of birth and death or not. In the Universe card, the Goddess has that scaly sucker underfoot. She owns him. She has conquered duality and manifest existence and knows it as illusion and can do as she pleases. She is subject to only one thing, Love. Love Under Her own Will. Ourobos is subject to the changes that occur. He isn't the Free One. She is.
Not that getting a tattoo would ever lead to that in itself, but the progression of images was pretty interesting! So, I went with the other tattoo, and you know what, I'm glad. I wasn't ready for the other one. It felt like a 'rebound' tattoo, and that's a little more permanent and serious than a rebound relationship. Especially somewhere so personal.
I really like the new tattoo, on my back below one I have already, it really completes and compliments it!
I would say more about it, and I know the odds are infinitesimally small of anybody I know ever reading this, but it's pretty distinctive, so don't want to out myself.
(Midnight Chamber, I will send you a photo!)
Had a sweet chat on MSN with S this morning, he's excited about my coming home soon. In more ways than one. (His typing was a little slow, it was one-handed...) He said he doesn't mind if I've gained a little weight lately, he likes me with a few extra pounds, as my tits get bigger, and he loves big tits. He also loves shaved pussy, you should have seen the exclamation points across the page when I told him I was currently smooth and soft down there. He has been running about 5 miles a day for the last while, and said he's lost about 30lbs since I last saw him, and has hard muscly legs and abs now. Not that he wasn't hot enough before... Now I have that to look forward to, my beloved fuck-buddy is all hot and buff right now. I said he wouldn't even have enough time to say hello, before my hand would be in his pants... Ah, I have missed him!
Talking about my tits, I think I owned them at the weekend finally. I went out in a fairly low-cut top in the sunshine, and noticed a lot of looks I was getting from guys. I caught a bus across town and went to the Zoo, and who'd have thought there were so many single guys wandering around the Zoo? I must go back. Seriously. ;-) Maybe they were just escaping from their women, but it was still fun to notice that!
I have always hidden my tits away a bit, worn t-shirts, and covered them up, resenting stares, feeling very self-conscious, but on Saturday, I dug it! It was funny.. I have great tits, possibly my best assets. I am an F cup at the moment. I love that! And I love that S loves that! My tits are finally my friends, I think.
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