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My boyfriend and myself were in our back yard admiring fire flies, this is when we walked over to a path we have leading to our chicken coop; my boyfriend noticed in the sky what he thought to be planes. About 100 feet from where we stood we saw 3 red bright lights round in shape. There were two red lights that were clearly separate objects following closely to a much larger object. It flew closer approximately 50 feet above us very fast. When it was above the tree tops we could see them in an opening of the trees. I saw a triangular shaped flying object with a haze around it very large in size with red lights, two separate objects trailing behind it, both were red lights moving in their own paths. The two red lights were flying behind it never beside it. The 3 objects hovered slowly over the tree tops towards the north silently as they flew over our pond we could not see them because of the trees.

This is the account I wrote to report to MUFON. However because they wanted only the facts I could not express everything that I felt during this sighting. For one I had my camera in my hand and because I was so shaken up I was fumbling around with the buttons. I could not seem to focus my camera because it was so dark out and I didnt want to miss what was going on with my eyes. So I stayed focused and tried to video record what was happening but in the end I just got a black video with the sound. I was really upset about this later because that is usually the first thing people ask; Did you get a picture?

Anyways, There was alot of confusion as to what I was seeing. My mind was trying to comprehend something that it had never seen before. Once we knew we were in fact looking at something that was not of this Earth Damon started to get excited and started calling it over to him. Just as it had come closer when I thought * What is that?* It went away when I thought about my son being in the house and with panic yelled *Dont bring it over here!* There was something telepathic going on. We only saw it for maybe a minute and then it slowly hovered above the trees and to the north. I was pumped with adrenaline and the first person I called was my daughter, my father was next. I posted a Facebook status with out thinking what people were really going to think and say, I just wanted to share what a rare and amazing thing that had just happened. I stayed up that night until 2am just in complete shock. The next day I researched almost all day images of military aircraft. I even wrote a letter to the local paper in hopes someone would debunk my story and say oh military was in the area that night but nothing. I was left with lots of questions. I felt like I was really alone emotionally even though Damon had seen it too, I broke down and cried.

I did correspond with Tadd Buffington from MUFON and a senior engineer for Nasa. We started corresponding in July when I gave him a detailed phone account. By August it was ruled a unknown case. Here is the email he sent me.

Your sighting is pretty remarkable. It is classified as an Unknown as the official investigation showed no aircraft, balloons, or other devices were in the area.

So I've been wanting to dye my dreads for some time now after seeing some beautiful pics on here of people with odd locks or the tips of their locks dyed and thought seeing as my hair is the next shade down from black that a light colour on the tip would look really gorgeous.

I've been holding off on doing anything particularly to my dreads as they're only just approaching the four month mark and although they've done really well, I didn't want to do anything to hinder or upset the locking process.In the end though temptation won over and after researching a few 'dread dye' related Youtube vids I settled on the idea of just doing the tips (my locks aren't prominent enough yet to dye whole individual ones).

So, grabbed myself a bottle of Peroxcide and some BBlonde bleach stuff and applied it. This was me before the dye went on:

And after chucking the dye on for an hour, I washed it out and realised that it hadn't quite gone the blonde I had expected but because I hadn't put enough dye on my dreads it had instead gone a tint of ginger!

But you know what? Once my hair dried off and I could see what it looked like as a whole I actually really LOVED IT! I thought about re-dyeing to try and go blonde, but to Hell with it! I really like the look of how they turned out. See for yourself!

Of course the coverage isn't great because I didn't use enough dye so there's patches of brown and black in there, but considering this went wrong it could've looked considerably different (and not for the better!). I'm putting this one down as a happy accident.

I always wanted to be a redhead anyway :D

Six months before my 30th birthday, I decided I was going to quit smoking. In order for my insurance to pay for Chantix, I had to attend smoking cessation classes. This was the beginning of the rest of my life. In these classes we were taught about changing our language. Instead of I NEED a cigarette, it was to become I WANT a cigarette. Instead of I WANT a cigarette but I CANT, it was to become I CAN have a cigarette, but I dont WANT one. We were also supposed to develop a mantra, something to chant to help us through a craving. Mine was on the generic basis of I think, therefore I am. With that in mind I came up with simply saying, I do not want a cigarette over and over in my head until the craving passed. I had my last cigarette on September 28th 2010. I translated this into other aspects of my life.

I used to spend hours in front of a mirror and in salons, thousands of dollars on cosmetics and clothes. I was obsessed with looking beautiful, attempting to recreate the images in magazines and television. This put my self-esteem at a major low. How was I to know I was beautiful? I was consumed by what other people thought of me. My husband told me everyday he thought I was beautiful, but this didnt count; he was supposed to think that. I had children and my body changed and he still told me how beautiful I was to him. That wasnt enough for me. I wanted to be beautiful to EVERYONE, and how could I with all of these stretch marks, this loose skin, freckles, frizzy hair, puffy eyes, pale skinthe list went on and on in my head, the list of all the things wrong with me. Then it dawned on me, I think, therefor I am. I was constantly thinking about all of the things that were wrong with me, so I only saw those things. When I would start to spiral into that thought process, just like when I would crave a cigarette, I would chant to myself over and over in my head, I am beautiful. After a couple of months I gained confidence, I lost weight, my skin cleared up so I was wearing less make-upso my skin was healthier. I was actually becoming more beautiful. The final push was 2 years ago. I had always admired women with dreadlocks, the confidence they showed and the beauty they embraced. A beauty outside of the normal conventions I used to be so obsessed with. After a little research, a huge show of support from my husband, and a whole lot of excitement, I decided to go for it. Through the process of allowing my hair to dread naturally, I have learned patience and to care a whole lot less about what others think of me. I am happy, I am healthy, and I am beautiful.

.....to never wear a hat to cover my natural dreads for the sake of not being looked at funny in public.

If you can't see the ingredients, they are water, organic coconut oil, potassium hydroxide (because it's liquid) organic olive oil, lavandin extract, organic deal hemp fun, organic jojoba oil, lavendar extract, citric acid, tocopherol.

Got it at a local organic harvest market for $6 and some change. It's fair trade, as you can see, meaning all the ingredients are from other countries and they were paid fairly for them.

There are no foaming agents, which means no suds and I can actually use it as a body wash as well.

I washed my hair about 2 days ago so I have to wait one more day to use this but I CANNOT WAIT! I absolutely love the scent of lavender and cannot wait to see how well this will work in helping my hair dread naturally.

I know soaring eagle suggested something else for me, but I'd rather choose something that's local and support my economic area!

It's been five days since I freed my hair. Seeing it's length and assuming it's quality, I quickly decided that my hair was going to be the kind of hair that would fight locking, slip and slide, wake up straight and smooth for six months. I'm relieved to say that I think I was wrong in my assumptions.

I am like an over eager rabbit, which disturbs me slightly. I have thrown myself into reading everything I can on this site and thinking constantly (though very happily) about the "process" of ALLOWING my hair to be natural. This is a contradictory concept. Process...of allowing... something to be natural. It's only a process to the psyche that has to release control... It's only a process of nature, and only a process to ourselves because we have strayed so far from releasing to nature. So I'm not going through a process... the universe is. All I am doing is releasing my egoic sense of being able to control life through the reflection of letting my hair go free. So the fact that I am an overeager rabbit, wanting to know how I can do this faster or that faster... I know it's completely going against the whole point. The point is letting go and letting God... and I just find my mind doesn't want to. Shrug. That will be changing as I walk my path.

One thing that has coincided with this decision is that I'm going back to therapy today for the first time since I moved to a new state. I moved back in November and it is now March. I was in counseling and treatment for a year prior to the move, for bipolar disorder among many other weird little psychological issues and insecurities. The biggest problem I have had in my life has been that I am too hard on myself. When I hear that spoken aloud it doesn't ring right with the ears, as though I'm afraid that statement will be judged by you, the reader, as a cop out for a biggest problem. (erase erase erase that thought real quick.....Om Mani Padme Hum!)

The truth is, I haven't loved myself properly... therefore can't believe that I am loved by others. I have beat my psyche to a bloody pulp for many years, and over the last year after a huge breakdown, I found that I could... that I did have the power to get on the other side of this wall I've been building for so long.

Another issue I have is that I am a powerful empath and very affected by the energies around me. I am an energy worker and have so much information... but I haven't been doing the WORK. The meditation daily, the grounding, shielding, cleaning, strengthening of the chakras, blessing, chanting, praying, writing, being outside... Feeding my self. My self is starving and my mind is a glutton. I'm a sucker for mental stimulation, and obsession fits comfortably in my mind. I really want to find that the choice I have made about hair will actually improve the quality of my life, and improve the strength of my spirit and my energy.

I have read on and on about the natural hair of mystics, warriors, gurus, and psychics, and am hoping for a big "Wow!" experience. Which is, as I stated earlier about the hair "process," completely against the point. I am a Shaman and I do seek the source of the universe through "spiritual ecstasies." I have had spiritual ecstasies and peaks through healing modes, intense meditation, extreme traumas, and drug experiences. I'm seeing that locks are not about a spiritual ecstasy. They are not anything about instant gratification or a rush of magic. They are the magic of the every day, and of allowing life to unwinds timelessly. They are not about WAITING. They are about HAPPENING.

So this is Day 5. My first day back to therapy. My fifth day obsessing mentally on absorbing everything I can about locks. My sixth day of a hypomanic state. An unnumbered day of trying not to go against the grain.

But let's forget time for just a little while. Let's just... let life happen... right now.

I just started my dreads, I'm Caucasian with thick brown hair.I've been doing it in sections, my hands get ridiculously tired :/ gotta take a break. I've been using the twist and rip method.

but my question is: is it better to leave them down, leave them in a pony tail, or a messy bun - or does it matter?

When I get my whole head done I'll put a picture up But I'm so excited about dreading my hair, I can't wait to see how they turn out.

Man! So I know I haven't really been keeping on top of photographing my progress and stuff but now that I've just done it and had a nosey at what all of my dreads are doing in more depth I can't believe how busy they've been! I mean seriously! They're all zigging and zagging and looping and doing all sorts of cool, awesome shit!

So this is the three month mark of my dreads now using the neglect method.

I can't wait to see how these all turn out! Really hoping to get more on top of my salt washes now so that things can start to tighten up and I can be a bit more adventurous with beads (won't be trying wraps for quite some time as I'm pretty sure my hairy darling will eat nearly anything I put near them).

Here's the underside:

This might also give you some idea as to the extreme levels of frizz going on up in there atm:

But best of all are some of the individual things my dreads are doing. What started off as fairly small zig-zags, lumps and bumps have now evolved into something completely different and my dreads are taking awesome squiggly wild dreaddiness to a whole new level! Check it out! Seriously, what is that? It's my favourite dread - makes me think of a treble clef! <3

So yeah, very happy with dread progress at the moment, though I must admit I haven't been keeping up with the salt washes so much so frizz and dandruff are still reigning supreme atm.

But regardless, I'm really pleased with the way my dreads are forming and even more so because last night I showed my grandfather them for the first time. He's my favourite person in the whole world and at first I thought he would disapprove as he didn't like my last set of twist n rip dreads, but instead he gave me a beaming smile and said that he loved how wild it made me look! So that's given me a huge ego boost!

Roll on month number four baby! :D