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Exorcism by Ink

I’ve exorcised a number of demons through the use of ink. No surprise for a writer. But this week exorcism-by-ink took a different twist.

A couple years ago I foolishly married a person who turned out to be a liar and a cheat (and also already-married!) and unfortunately I had already let him scrawl his name across my arm with a  tattoo gun before I figured all that out. That’s right, I let him sign me. (I’m sure there’s a whole psychology-chapter in that.) The annulment erased his name from my ID and social security card, but didn’t erase it from my arm.

imageSo… I just got some new ink. His signature has been obliterated by a lava flow, which pretty perfectly mirrors how I feel about this.

That signature was a demon-claw still snagged in my skin. Today I feel…  unsnagged.  I loosed the demon’s hold with an application of ink.

And now… I’m turning to the more difficult application of ink, writing a “Step Four” I’ve been putting off, which should be the final step of loosing that particular demon’s hold. The fact that I’ve been putting it off is proof that I haven’t finished the exorcism yet.

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I am... a writer, an explorer, a coffee-drinker, a recovering addict, a barefoot linguist, a book-dragon ("bookworm" doesn't cover it), a raconteur, a sailboat skipper, a research diver, a tattooed scholar, a pirate, a poet, a spiritual adventurer, a photographer, a few kinds-of-crazy, a joyful wife, a mom... a list-maker! :)

17 thoughts on “Exorcism by Ink

    1. All credit to my husband (who had the volcano-idea when we were trying to figure out logistics for covering some ugly mess with that signature) and my artist, who’s great at what he does! Thank you—I’m awfully pleased with it. :)

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    1. Thank you! My REAL artist does good work—even when challenged with an ugly cover-up! ;) He’s planning a couple more for me—the asshole “un-husband” (I call him that since I got an annulment) convinced me more than once to let him use his “tattoo toy” on me, but the SIGNATURE was the one I felt most strongly about eradicating! Having said that, the one I’m looking forward to is a lily we have planned in memory of my gardener-dad, who just died. :)

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  1. What a great idea! I received a necklace from a boyfriend once that he wanted me to wear all the time. I felt collared and owned. Fortunately the relationship did not last as I finally started to pay attention to the red flags being waved in front of me.
    Good luck with the next phase of your renewal. Writing has always been cathartic for me.I’ve kept a journal for 40 years! Sending supportive energies your way.

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    1. thank you—and yes, I know what you mean about the red flags, and the “finally”… If my life had been happening to anyone else, I would have been thinking “what the heck?!” But when it was me, I was too blinded to see it right away. Thank you for the good energies! :)

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  2. Way to go! Proof that ink isn’t truly permanent! By the way, thanks for stopping by and following my photo and travel blog. In a former century, I was a freelance writer for technology magazines. It was a hard gig then. What with all the “free” stuff floating around on the Interweb, it’s got to be much harder to “make a living” as a writer than it was in my paid writing days.

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    1. Surprisingly, there’s still ample opportunity for the freelancer… SO many businesses are in need of online content for their websites and “content marketing”… Even that “free stuff” has to be created by somebody! ;) It’s an educational job for sure–I end up writing about all sorts of topics I know nothing about when I start, so I’m feeling like quite the Renaissance Woman by now, lol!

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