Especially at the beginning of my tattoo journey, there were moments when I wondered if I actually even liked drawing (or tattooing, for that matter), floral pieces at all. Was it just imagery so common in the tattoo world that I had simply adopted it for myself? Or did I actually find beauty, joy, inspiration, and a true muse through the gifts of mother nature?

What if I told you that you can already access that calm, that peace, what a so-called "new life" would give you--what if I told you that you could already have that? Right here, and right now?

All by simply allowing?