Musings of a Hypnotherapist-Nashville TN

Know Thyself

Know Thyself

The summer of 2013 I was in the midst of getting my chest piece and I had this dream.

I am standing in front of a large golden mirror looking at myself. I then both hear and see my tattoo moving, growing. It is popping and cracking. There is also the greenest, freshest most life affirming scent in the air. It is green and earthy, sweet and tart. I can smell the pomegranate. The flame flickers wildly as if fighting a strong wind. The shadows play to and fro over the axiom, “Know Thyself Charity” and I wake up.

I do not get tattoos lightly. There is a whole practice where I allow my awareness to go over my body searching for the placement and before that meditation reveals personal symbols that act as talismans. They both state who I am and who I want to become.

I got out of bed and went to the grocery where I ran into my tattoo artist. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. Thanked him.

Obviously we were doing important work together. The symbols I had chosen in synergy with the act of tattooing itself was deeply meaningful and was tapping deeply into my subconscious.

Leave a Reply

%d bloggers like this: