As I have decided to buy some land, specifially 1 sq ft of it to support the conservation project of a Scottish Dunan Castle and its grounds, I have changed my name in social media to a Lady Tiina Wilder of Chaol Ghleann (for where else to do it, as I am not going to use it in my official correspondence and records and bank cards and elsewhere - even if I had a right to do it, but it would take it a stretch too far for me personally).
It comes with a tartan right, and fishing rights and a right to visit my land plot, and a right to call myself with the abovementioned name.
So, here goes. Just as I am about to enter into my 56th year....in a couple of months. Another change. Another opportunity to be a little different.
And just as I am to become a British citizen, a step which strengthens my ties to this land.
Or Scotland. Which may or may not want to become independent. If given a right to decide. As they blew off their last attempt.
Romans 8:21 ► |
that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the freedom and glory of the children of God. |
If nothing else, then I have a right to wear a beautiful Dunans Rising Tartan scarf. Or a stole. Or a ruradh.
And in a small way it makes me feel as if I belonged...even if it means being entitled to a decorative title. Nevertheless, a legitimate one. With the abovementioned legal rights, and entitlements.

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