Some believe birthmarks are scars from previous lives. I have a gnarly purple, blue and black mark on my left leg just above the heel. I always referred to it as my Achilles heel, as if all of me but from where I was hung were dipped in protective divine syrup and my life blessed because of it. The purple marking, being the exact shade of my birth color, is there to remind me of the impermanence of life.
Funny, I tried to have the birthmark removed last year. It required 41 stitches in three different layers of skin to banish the quarter sized blemish. It wasn’t vanity. I was told by a doctor how Muppet creator Jim Henson had a similar skin discoloration and that one day it had become infected allowing viruses to poison his bloodstream resulting in his sudden and untimely death. I stopped worrying about this condition after my birthmark came back a few months later. I figure it’s meant to be there. I now tell doctors and massage therapist who shriek at their findings, “It’s the source of my power.”