It's not just a ring... it's a source of power!

the 2nd time i walked Mount panorama i bought a ring from a  cute shop in Bathurst.
If you read this post you'll know it looks like this...

Unfortunately the ring was only silver coated and it wasn't too long before it turned tarnished. It led me to thinking about a custom ring. a ring of power and freedom. A ring that would remind me of a path I'm on, and the distance traveled, and the fun times that lie ahead. A ring that will remind me to challenge my self creatively & to try new things.A ring to remind me how strong i am to change my life in such a dramatic way, inside and out.

And so it was born....

My beautiful POWER ring is Stirling silver... I've had it for about 3 weeks now, and i wear it every day.

It Reads...

Illuminate Passion

Paradise is where i am

Peace

Imagination

JOY

Life

Love

Spirit

Courage

Saving My Life

On the back it has Roman numerals for my start weight & My first major goal weight.

Thank you to  Ulli of Ulli Jewellery  who worked with me to design my special ring.

Saving my life... & a funny thing happened on the way to work....

With only a few days till my birthday and a few KG's off hitting -60kg loss, i decided it was time to get cracking on my -50kg loss present to myself!




I've been planning this gift to myself for a while now, but for those of you who read my blog, you'll know my "mantra" is  - "saving my life"   Ive blogged it, and Vloged it, and i stand by it daily... so what better a reminder of the transformation I'm going through that a daily reminder on my wrist of what it is I'm doing ....


So off i went to North Shore ink in Waitara. I was nervous and excited all at once! My beautiful friend Jess came with me 8 1/2 months pregnant!
I met with Lee he sketched my tattoo , and after some careful placements off we went.....

 

We all love a good "before" photo :)

Let the fun begin!

Almost Done

Beautiful pain

                 

It wasn't till Lee had nearly finished, that i noticed under his collar a chest tattoo. It said "tattooing saved my life".  We chatted about the significance to him for this tattoo, and how we both appreciated the ink we now wore.
He had a bad childhood and was on the wrong side of life, so to speak. There was no career direction for him, and one day a friend said to him; "What are you going to do with your life?" He could only reply- "Just keep drinking and drugging till i die". His friend offered him a job in Tattooing and Lee never looked back.

As i sat in the chair with a tear rolling down my face it reminded me just how short and precious life can be. Sometimes we are offered a suggested hand in life, but ultimately it's up to us to accept the offer/suggestion. Weather it's weight loss, career change- the theory is relevant to so many different aspects of life. For Lee had he not of accepted the offer-who knows where he could of been now! The good news is he did, and every day he's saving his own life through a passion of art.

I couldn't of wished for a better tattooist!

The Finished Product

So a funny thing happened on the way to work this Tattoo-ing day .... to explain i need to go back a few years- before my transformation.

From the age of 7 I've been a singer - stage mostly, some T.V and outdoor performances. About 4 years ago i stopped singing, not even in the shower, sometimes in the car but not much.
 
I've also started learning a lot from an amazing woman - Emazon.  she's taught me how to listen to myself, my greater mind, to seek the paths in life that I want, and not to follow the paths that the outside world potentials "made" me go on. The greater-mind only understands 2 things...  Love & Freedom. Emma's explanation of freedom is to have your wings full spread, soaring across the sky.... when we deny our greater-mind our wigs a re tight closed, and blocked from being wide open.

So I'm driving along the freeway towards Sydney on a clear blue day, music was pumping , i felt so happy- and all i wanted to do was SING!!  I turned off the radio and turned my voice recorder on my Iphone, and sung all my favorite songs that hadn't passed my lips in years! I remember leaning forward and looking at the sky with not a wisp of cloud..... until there was.

It was a pair of perfect spread wings! So defined and big and glorious and it was there just for me. Immediately i knew that having the music back in my voice was right for me. My greater-mind was having a party in my body and i was loving every second!

Feeling the Music

So when i went to get my wrist tattoo, it was only natural that i got this too!

I'm completely deaf in my left ear-  so for me this tattoo is also about the fact i may not hear the music, but i will always feel it.

A week after

A month later & all healed

Week 11 & Irony

So here we are in week 11.. yup week 11! only 2 weeks left ...as of last Wednesday i lost 25kg... I'm really sure i can make it to 30kg by end of week 12 . fingers crossed!

I wanted to document a feeling I've had the last few times I've done my lunch time walk .
Something written for me to remember in months and years to come.

It dawned on me last week when going on said lunch time walk, that in fact walk past Gregory & Carr funeral directors at Gordon- it's 2 blocks up from my new work building....

The ironic thing about this story are the facts you need to know about this funeral directors.

To begin we need to go back over 35 years. My Dad was in his late 20's working at said business, with 2 men-whom unbeknown to him when he accepted the job -he would be working with his future father in law and brother in law. That the older of  those men would introduce him and the younger man to his 2 Daughters, that they would both marry the daughters- and that in a few years time he would have his second child Rachel Jane.

Flash forward 33 Years and Rachel now walks past this very same funeral directors everyday - now walking to save her life. Ironic because it's a funeral directors. Ironic because of all the streets in all of Sydney my new work building should fall on this street. Ironic because every time i walk past the building and think of the dear souls that are housed within it's walls - that one day i may be there myself, but not now. not in 10 years time, hopefully not even in 30 years time  ....because right now I'm saving my soul from the walls of a funeral home.

I'm Saving My Life.


Here's to week 11. Here's to every walk i take and every breath i take. right now I'm being the best i can be to be here a lot longer.


Happy Monday xx

Walking the streets in my shoes of awesomness :)