Fresh lunar ink.

Dudes. I just treated my sister and myself to astrological birth chart readings for my sister's birthday. (It's more fun if we both do it, right?) That shit was on point AF for both of us. Bonkers level on point. Apparently my current shift towards the land of the woo is the right direction. It's meant to be my jam. And, shockingly, it is. Once I released all the ego/mind resistance to it, it's all been flowing to me. And it will be a lucrative career path for me, apparently. Sweet. Bring it on. I'm just going to follow my passions and see what happens. Neat.

And I got a new tattoo today. A full moon on my inner right wrist. Seems appropriate for this moment in my life. And the current impending blood moon eclipse situation. It's more visible than any of my others to date. Another step away from the mind-created guidelines of my business-degree-having "self." I'm leaning into my moon sign, pisces, the sign of intuition. I've been feeling a full moon tattoo for a while now, I just had to decide where. My sister asked if I wanted to get tattoos today and I immediately knew I was down. Then the reading beforehand sealed the fucking deal. Full moon all the way. All of my tattoos mark important parts of my life. I'm having a shift right meow. I'm just going to remain open and allow and see what magic the universe has in store for me.

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