Tattooing is an ancient practice and has been around for thousands of years. I recently saw a short documentary where a discovery of a frozen body was found near Italy. The body was fully intact with fingers, toes, organs and skin. The man is the oldest human ever to be found, allegedly 5300 years old. What is interesting is that the corps was covered with 59 tattoos.
So just to say - the art of tattooing is very old.
A few years ago after considering the possible pain of being tattooed (I hate pain, and faint easily at the sight of blood!) - I decided that tattoos were not for me.
Recently I started thinking once more about having a tattoo. A tattoo is for life (don't thy say that about getting a dog for Christmas???), so you have to be sure that you like what gets put on your skin.
Tattooing is an art and like any other art there are different reasons for doing it. It can express beauty, symbolism, or a truth (and much more).
So after much reflection and a little impulsion I decided to go visit my tattooist with a drawing that I liked. He seemed nice (I've got an inbuilt radar that detects the nice and the not so nice), and this guy seemed nice. I showed him the motif and explained the concept behind it.
He told me that he could do it - so I made an appointment to have it done 4 days later. So I'd actually plucked up courage. The courage to conquer my fear of physical pain, but also the courage to do something that I believe in, knowing that some people are appalled by tattoos - and may think less of me because of that.
So I did it!
Here it is...
The concept is simple. A celtic style cross. The cross: a reminder that my Lord had to suffer on one in order to reconcile us to Father and to break the cycle of violence...
The motif is in movement - the movement of the trinity; Father, Son, Holy Spirit, in constant flow, within herself and connecting and flowing down to us and through us. The Presence of God.
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