On keeping with the theme of last Monday’s post all about my resolutions for my 23rd year of life, I did something on my birthday that I wanted to share on here. I went and got a tattoo, totally last minute, totally unplanned and totally on key for what this year means to me.
My mom hates it, but hey. Moms are moms.
I got a flame tattooed on my forefinger. This flame on my finger is small but incredibly significant to me as it is something that I constantly see and thus it is constantly reminding me of the reason why I got it in the first place.
I am incredibly lucky in that I had a wonderful childhood. One of my most vivid memories of my childhood was singing songs and skipping in a circle during my preschool to kindergarten years and a song in particular that I loved to sing (and act out) was “This Little Light of Mine”. Now, I realize this originally was a gospel song (and I am in no way, shape or form religious) but it was also used during the Civil Rights movement because of its’ message of resilience and that is what makes this song special to me – the lyrics of the song and the message.
If you are unfamiliar with this song, the version we sang goes:
“This little light of mine,
I’m gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine”
For added cuteness, we would hold out our index fingers and wave our hands back and forth while we sang.
I got this tattoo because I needed my light back. I felt that for the last several years of my life I was not letting my light shine. I had become dull to the world. My light was diminishing. And, honestly, my young self would feel incredibly disappointed in myself knowing that I was not letting that light shine. Young Amber’s eyes were full of hope and possibility. She saw the world as her oyster. She had big dreams. She had passions. She had light. And so I got this tattoo to remind myself. I wanted to remind myself that the younger me is still in me somewhere and I am not letting either of our lights shine. I want 23 and beyond to constantly be about letting my light shine, so in a small effort to start and then continue to do so, I got the very symbol of light permanently embedded into my finger.
And I’m gonna let it shine.