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Taking a Risk and Being Seen

I was standing in the local post office chatting to one of the bright and friendly female staff. I was wearing an open-necked shirt with the top buttons undone. At one point she looked at my neck and said in a curious tone, “Is that new??” She’d spotted the top of my tattoo… my secret was out! When I answered “Yes” her face lit up with delight and she enthusiastically shared how she has over twenty tattoos herself.

Is that a tattoo I can see?

For years I toyed with the idea of getting a tattoo… Just a small one of course, and in a place where other people wouldn’t see it. Each time I put the idea aside… I figured most of my friends and family wouldn’t approve. They’d warn me that “Most people who get tattoos regret them afterwards”, or, “What’s it going to look like when you’re old and wrinkled?”. I suspect the underlying issue behind people’s disapproval is a cultural one… “older white professional men” don’t get tattoos in our society!

According to research, people on their death beds commonly say they wished they’d taken more risks in life. Not silly or dangerous risks, but worthwhile activities that required stepping out of their comfort zone. Fear of failure, fear of what others think, and fear of expending time, energy and/or money, hold many people back. Activities that could enrich their lives and potentially the lives of those around them are discarded as being too hard or too costly.

I can certainly relate to this… Perhaps you can too?

Eighteen months ago I took the plunge. I decided I’d put my fear of others’ opinions aside, and go ahead and get a tattoo. While not an earth-shattering decision, it was a significant step for me personally. Fear of rejection by others has been big issue that I’m still working on. Choosing to not worry about what other people think required a new level of courage as I stepped into unknown territory.

What image should I get? The tattoo could be anything I wanted. I chose a stag… a male deer with impressive antlers, standing in the bush with a doe standing at his side. The stag represents me, and I’m still looking for a new doe. Having lost my wife to breast cancer some years ago I would love to find a new life partner.

On my wall at home I have a large picture of a magnificent stag standing in a forest glade. The picture is titled “Monarch of the Glen”.

The Monarch of the Glen

Living in the bush on the outskirts of Yarra Glen I regularly see many animals… kangaroos, wallabies and wombats often feed in my yard. Deer are also plentiful in the surrounding forest… I’ve come across many when wandering off-track through the bush and am always on the lookout when driving at night.

Some may query my choice of a deer. They are an introduced animal that do damage to the bush and to farmland. My response is that deer never asked to be brought to Australia. They are still beautiful animals in their own right.

Hmm… my tattoo could aptly be called
“Monarch of the Yarra Glen” 😉😀.

I came across a tattoo artist on Facebook whose work appealed to me, so I booked an appointment with her to discuss what I had in mind. The “Monarch of the Glen” picture was the starting point. She emailed me a draft image and I replied with some desired changes. A series of drafts and comments went back and forth until we arrived at the final design.

It was during this process that the tattoo idea literally grew. The small tattoo I’d had in mind for years became a full chest tattoo. If I was going to do it, then I’d do it properly!

It took two full day sessions to create the tattoo.

First up the tattoo artist inked an outline of the image on my chest.

The rest of day one was spent filling in the stag’s head and antlers.

Day two was spent filling in the rest of the image. The complete tattoo took 10 hours of laying still on my back, while the tattoo artist deftly used her buzzing tattoo gun to inject the ink into my skin.

Does it hurt being repeatedly jabbed at high speed by sharp, fast-moving needles for hours? Yes, it certainly does, but the pain was bearable and the result was definitely worth it.

The tattoo gun and four different needles for lines, shading
and different colours (mostly black with some white highlighting)

The tattooist did a superb job and created a high quality image. She even used touches of white ink to highlight the antlers. To ensure I was absolutely happy with the end result she finished with a series of fine adjustments, asking for my opinion after each one.

My skin was fiery red at the end of the day!

Revealing the tattoo…

Choosing to get a tattoo despite what others may think didn’t translate to immediately displaying it to all and sundry. I was hardly about to go around bare chested! And, being honest, I did feel some concern about how people would react. In the 18 months since getting the tattoo I have shown it to just a handful of people, being family and some friends.

But I’ve not kept it completely hidden either. The stag’s antlers are clearly visible when I wear an open-necked shirt. Quite a few people have spotted the antlers and asked me if I have a tattoo. When I say ‘yes’ they inevitably want to see it. Most times I show them photos on my phone. A couple of times, when I’ve been bold enough, and the circumstances were appropriate, I’ve taken off my shirt to reveal all.

The final result

The response has mostly been lots of oohs and aahs as people admire the image. Many express surprise that I’d choose to get a tattoo. Some make a point of saying they would never get a tattoo themselves. No doubt some people have just been polite, but the majority react very positively.

The purpose of this post

Life has taught me that being open and honest about our life experiences and the issues we face fosters deeper conversations and ultimately deeper relationships with others.

I also hope that sharing who I truly am and the real issues I face encourages others by letting them know they are not alone. Hopefully too the lessons I’m learning along the way can help others on their own journeys.

Getting a tattoo and revealing it to others is a unique and ongoing life experience. It is teaching me new things about myself. No doubt sharing it openly will lead to some deeper conversations, which in turn may even initiate some new relationships.

On a lighter note, it’s a buzz getting people’s reactions, especially from those who are stunned that I’d get a tattoo.😀🤣🤣

© Ian W. James 19/02/2026

Life is Short… Don’t Let Fear Stop You Living It

Life is short. I wish I’d realized this when I was young. According to research, one thing people commonly say on their death beds is “I wish I’d taken more risks”. Fear holds us back from so many things!

I want to die with no regrets… a million dreams fulfilled, and millions more remaining.

Living life to the full takes many forms. For me, one special aspect is bushwalking. Taking what I consider to be reasonable risks (others may differ!) has allowed me to experience so much stunning scenery I could not have seen otherwise.

Sitting on cliff edges to soak up spectacular views (in some places watching eagles soar below me). Finding a safe perch where I can dangle my legs over the void is an amazing experience I will never tire of! Cape Hauy in the Tasman National Park is home to one of the most spectacular ocean rock formations I’ve seen. Negotiating my way carefully down the cliff edge to find a perch where I could soak up incredible views of the dolomite cliffs and the “Candlestick” and “Totem Pole” sea stacks was a must!

The Totem Pole (centre) viewed from the ocean.
It is a spectacular slender free-standing dolomite column,
and a favourite for thrill-seeking rock climbers.
The Totem Pole viewed from the Cape Huay lookout. I carefully
made my way down the cliff edge (bottom left) to find a suitable perch…
The view from my perch…
Proof I was there… my boot and my shadow.

Walking an 11 km bush track at night to watch the sunrise from Mt Feathertop, my favourite mountain. Mt Feathertop, Victoria’s second highest, with its very distinct twin peaks, offers 360 degree views of the Victorian High Plains.

– Climbing Mt Tuvurvar, a recently active volcano in PNG and venturing down into its crater (following a guide). I was hoping to get to the bottom of the crater but decided to turn back part way… the heat became way too stifling. Mt Tuvurvar had erupted just 4 years earlier, throwing massive lava bombs across the landscape and into the nearby ocean.

Recent eruptions of Mt Tuvurvar, PNG (on the right)
have left the surrounding landscape totally barren,
covered with boulders (lava bombs) and volcanic ash…
Standing at the top of the crater after a steep climb. The flanks of Mt Tuvurva are covered with loose, very sharp, volcanic rocks from the most recent eruption. Twice on the climb we had to take action to avoid being hit by rocks dislodged by parties further up.
Climbing down inside the crater involved carefully testing each rock before putting my weight on it. Many were still loose, and the edges were as sharp as broken glass. One slip and you could be very badly cut.

– Climbing down from the top of the Rose River escarpment to a ledge a couple of metres below . This is the only way to get a clear view of Dandongadale Falls plummeting 250 metres into the valley below (the longest single cascade in Victoria). Getting down was easy, but an overhang I couldn’t see from the top meant it was precarious climbing back up! The second time I took a rope with loops in it and anchored it to a big rock.

The Rose River Escarpment is high up in the alpine region above the King Valley, Victoria. A bush path leads to the cliff edge at the top of Dandongadale Falls (left). The only way to view the full 250m cascade is to climb down to a rock outcrop a few metres below the cliff top. If you look very carefully, between the top of the cascade and top of the cliffs, just to the left there is a rock outcrop half-way between. This perch allows you to watch the cascade plummet all the way to the bottom.

– Leaping from rock to rock over a boulder field in Tasmania’s wild southwest to get to the summit of Mt Anne. Being a gazelle was easy in my 20’s. Every leap was confident and without conscious thought. These days I’d have to consider every step very carefully!

– Climbing with a full backpack around a very narrow ledge with a sheer drop into an alpine lake way below the spectacular summit of Mt Lot, Tasmania. The alternative path was longer and posed its own dangers.

Yes, doing these things involved very real risks… Had I fallen, I may no longer be here to tell the tale! But such experiences let you know you’re truly alive! And hey, after 66 years I’m still here with many amazing lifelong memories. All of those considered risks have been well worth it.

What things in life are you not doing because fear is holding you back? Fear of failure, or what other may people think, or getting out of our comfort zone so often paralyzes us. Procrastination, avoidance, or never turning our great intentions into actual plans, can be fear in another guise.

Again, life is short. And it may be shorter than you think! We never know what unexpected events or health issues may be ahead of us.

We are all capable of doing SO MUCH MORE, in many areas of life, IF ONLY WE TAKE THE COURAGE TO TRY! And if some things don’t work out, they are not actually mistakes or failures, they are simply guideposts and lessons for the rest of our journey.

© Ian W. James 23/06/2024