I had a quite indecisive day. I went to see a friend with a tattoo in my mind, which I was supposed to get just before taking the flight back to Edinburgh. We spent a couple of hours on it but for some reason the right pattern wouldn’t come out. I even tried the stenciled (washable) version on my back to see the effect. Nothing, it didn’t feel right. No tattoo, then.
I went home for lunch and I found a little bird who couldn’t fly in the back garden. I followed it and tried to call it so he wouldn’t feel so scared. What would I do if I were a little bird stuck on the ground? Would I ask for help? Would I trust anybody? In the end, I left the little creature alone, he was too scared to get some help, so I will just trust he’ll find its way back!
During the flight back I focused on distance Reiki, and I managed to relax a lot.
As soon as I was back I went for a walk to Calton Hill and enjoyed the pastel colours of the dusk and the freshness in the air. The sky was clear and the moon particularly beautiful. Also, Edinburgh has a specific smell that fills up my nostrils when I’m back: some say it’s all the distilleries, some say it’s the beer… To me, though, it smells like my mom’s beef and potatoe stew. Familiar, thick, enveloping.
I just finished my 30 minutes meditation, which was good, with hands and feet tingling with energy.
Indecisive but trusting the future.
