There is just one more source which has given me significant insight into who I am and confirms much of what I have outlined above. Not surprisingly perhaps, it comes from the natural world in the form of the Great Blue Heron which, some years ago I adopted as my totem, even had one tattooed on my arm.
The tattoo served a double purpose to be honest. Not only was it my totem but it covered up a self inflicted tattoo from my late teens when I inked “VAL” on my left bicep. Problem is, I was so drunk that I didn’t realize until the next day that the letters were upside down, not entirely, but close enough. Even worse, a couple of my buddies, my very drunk buddies, were so impressed with my new-found skill as tattoo artist that they had me tattoo them as well. What were we thinking? What was I thinking? The good news is; they didn’t kill me the next day after we’d sobered up, none of us got infections at the tattoo sites and was good to know that I wasn’t the only one feeling embarrassed and just a wee bit stupid. Val said she was touched that I’d written her name on my arm, but only after she’d stopped laughing.
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