In this lifetime, may we each perform at least one act of kindness which will be tattooed on the soul of another human being.
Mark. Insignia. Signature. Badge. Logo. Stamp of approval.
Whatever the means, it’s permanent.
We write with it. We draw with it. Maybe in notebooks. Perhaps on our bodies.
Have you ever bought a lovely journal and never used it because you couldn’t bear to scribble in its loveliness? I have purchased many in which I’ve never written a single word. I don’t want to mar something I’ve spent good money on. How silly is that? It’s still wasted money if I never use it or pass it along to someone else. I tend to write in cheap composition books. It is if I don’t feel what I have to say is worthy…or maybe it’s because I never received outstanding grades in penmanship.
I have vowed today to make a change. I pulled out this notebook I bought over ten years ago. The intent (and meager attempt, I might add) was to do my morning pages from either Writing Down the Bones or The Artist’s Way in them. I only used a handful of pages when I looked back through the scribbles and ripped out the pages and put the book away. Now, I wonder what I might have written on those pages. What could I learn today from what I wrote back then? I suppose I will never know.
I have seen some of the most fabulous drawings done in ink. I am amazed at the bravery of the artist. Do they worry about mistakes? Maybe they know the beauty of art is its originality. A simple mistake can turn something into a “one of a kind” collector’s piece. It might be considered the mark of the artist’s soul.
Some of us choose to sport our badge with ink marks on our bodies. While I do not possess a tattoo, I have seen some incredibly beautiful ones. How does one choose the symbol that marks a life on one’s body? As my style is ever changing I’d have to stick with those washable rub-on tattoos. I do know people who have gotten tattooed in college and much regretted their choice or location after entering the corporate world. I also know people who thought it out and have remained satisfied with their selections.
We each make our mark in life with ink whether we realize it or not. We make a mark simply by the way we live our lives. We rub off on the people we touch and leave a little bit behind. We carry this insignia throughout our lives and leave it behind when we die. Our statements can be subtle but life changing and affirming. Or our messages can be loud and bold. We might draw, write, or live in color. Some of us simply want to be the black typeface across a plain white page. The ink and venue we choose is up to us.
Our indelible marks will long survive us. They might carry on throughout the generations and possibly throughout the world for all we know. Do you plan to leave behind an autograph or a stain? What kind of a mark do you want to leave?