Soul Wealth Chronicles Soul Reflection

The Legacy of My Body Adornments

There are people who decorate their bodies because they like beautiful things.

And then there are people like me.

I have come to realize that I have never really adorned my body randomly. Every tattoo, every piercing, every mark has come at a threshold. A crossing. A chapter change. A version of me ending and another one quietly arriving.

I did not always understand that in the moment. But looking back now, I can see that my body has been keeping score of my becoming.

My first tattoo was done on January 22, 2017, one day before my birthday, during a birthday weekend trip to New Orleans with my sister. I had just asked for a divorce. That tattoo carries the word Faith, along with a lotus and infinity symbol. At the time, I likely only knew I needed something to hold onto. But now I understand what that moment really was: a rebirth marker. A declaration that even though my life was unraveling, I would rise anyway.

Later that same year, on August 18, 2017, I got the Aquarius symbol tattooed on my upper back in Orlando. It was just three days after my mother’s birthday. At the time, I only identified strongly with my sun sign. I had not yet learned about my ascendant, my moon, or later, my Vedic placements. Back then, I thought I was simply marking identity. Looking back, I believe I was doing something deeper. I was beginning to claim myself, even before I fully understood who I was.

Then came the Seattle tattoo.

I got that one on March 25, 2023, right before I moved to California. That tattoo means even more to me now than it did then. It was inspired by the wild daffodils that grew all around Seattle. The daffodil is also my father’s birth month flower. The pink carnation represents my mother’s favorite flower, and it just so happens to also be my birth month flower. The stems of both flowers intertwine into a heart shape. That tattoo is not just about my parents. It is about my parents and me, held together in love. It is lineage, memory, family, and my own place within that love. I now see it as a sacred reminder that I carry where I come from with me, always.

And then there was California.

On March 8, 2024, while living in Pasadena, I got my nose pierced on the left side. Traditionally, that is considered the feminine side. At the time, it may have seemed like a small thing. But now I know it was not small at all. California awakened a different energy in me. I felt more feminine there. More embodied. More expressive. More connected to beauty, softness, and my own presence. That piercing now feels like a quiet symbol of feminine reclamation. A soft power marker. A reminder that I was not only surviving… I was beginning to inhabit myself differently.

And now, here I am again, preparing for another tattoo.

This one feels different.

Not because it is “better” than the others, but because it represents integration. It combines the signs that tell the story of who I am across different systems and layers of self. The version of me who once only knew she was an Aquarius has now come to understand that she is far more nuanced, layered, and whole than she once realized.

That is what all of this has been about.

Not vanity.
Not trend.
Not decoration.

Legacy.

A record of my crossings.
A visual archive of my transformation.
A sacred timeline written on skin.

When I look at my body now, I do not just see adornments.

I see proof.

Proof that I have survived.
Proof that I have changed.
Proof that I have become.

And perhaps that is what body adornment has always been for me:

Not an attempt to become someone else…

But a way of honoring the woman I was becoming all along.

With grace,
Natalie

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