I just wanted to post something where we could share how we started and why we did exactly, just something to show who we are. I have learned from just the past month that everyone has a story of why they wanted to grow the locks rhat we all so love and see so much beauty from.
Mine begins actually a few years ago, i have always loved my hair and everyone loved it too when it was longer, i made friends with this kinda hippie kinda rasta guy and we use to chill and play hacky sack and do smoke times and such. He did his with wax and at the time i thought nothing of it, i had to leave nad the time i was gone i got into some pretty bad things, they kinda made my life and views to something that was major pop culkture stuff and such and it wasnt untill i saw him with his head shaved that it poped me back into reality, it was honestly nothing in reality but he had to cut his cause the wax messed em up as so many of you know. it hit me as a sign that everything was going down hill. made me thingk about the time when we use to chill and i realized how much i missed that. around the same time i got busted cause my friend had some pot on hi and some pipes. i had had something ate the time but i ate it and he didnt so i got busted. it hit me hard thinking that i could not use it to help with all the stuff that was going on. i used it in the way that the rastafari use it, but at the time i did not know the religion. I moved to branson cause i thought that i would not have to deal with the temtaion and all the other problems that would make me want to smoke. but everywhere has problems, but here i found a cool guy at a head shop that kinda understood me. the reason i went there was to find a tam hat cause i read on this site that it helps with dread and i wanted to start them as just a fashon or rebelion. i started looking into the rastafari reliogion and i had everything that i thought but still had old school jewish/ christian laws and beliefs. after learning all that i could i started my journey. its been a month and i started listening to reggea and im starting to see things in a different way. im not doing it for a fashon and im not doing it to rebel, its just letting go and being at peace, or atleast i see it that way. its something that you have to put love in and it almost like a child, you have to be paitent and have to show love. im still learning and still growing, but im glad that i will have my locks to be there with me, im turning into a rasta man and im actually happy now. its been on of the first times i have been at peace in a long time and its all because im letting go.
