My shoulder now has an epaulet. French for “little shoulder”, this is my amor celebrating the life I have lived, my resilience in it and the stand I now take to live and be in service to others. This leans into my spiritual side, a warrior of mystery, humility and grace. For, when I feel the dead visiting me... they always hold onto my right shoulder. So, it feels like the spot that has touched the angel of death.
This is my symbolic protector of the seen and unseen, as I trudge on the road to whatever destiny might be.