With my dreads i grew in spirituality and in (less) expectation. My resilience to life and the struggles had surpassed any life experience up to that point and any source of strength i could conjure. My locs brought a strength and positive source that could not have been expected, for myself anyways, or replicated without authenticity. (Like that peace i can't describe that embraces the family each time a new life comes into our home, when the soul joins the body and is felt by those around it; but that experience only existed in the home births, something is lost in translation when we leave our homes to have our babies- the natural made foreign)
As I combed out my dreads i felt it (my resilience, my peace with leaving well enough alone, my health!!) leaving. Though my hair remained the effects of loose hair are no where near as pronounced and protecting as the energy that came along with my locs. In fact i could argue the loose hair itself, in its vanity naturally, contributed to what I'd refer to as mistakes... but that's for another day. I'm grateful my experiences were mostly positive, curious people, especially as they came out over 4 months, most were shocked i didn't have to shave my head, heck i even still had long beautiful looking hair healthier than those around, but I'd lost something! Something so precious, something i couldn't bring back without making the commitment again.
So here i am, allowing the locs to form. Reveling in the new history and experiences my locs collect and inspire. looking forward to the day i feel whole again.
Such a spirited journey, dreads have impacted my life for the better in every way but it also is in awareness of a greater calling, a part of living an authentic and joyful life. A spiritual journey indeed.
updated by @peaceful-passer: 05/29/19 09:54:02AM