A friend told me that she read an article about going natural and how it is a catalyst to a clearer self image. The article she read to me talked about a time when the "fro" symbolized a revolution, a time when all African Americans became self aware and connected to their inner "god". Unfortunately, as soon as the "perm" look became the norm we lost that. Our entire lives became devoted to looking less like our selves and more like everyone else.
I too was a victim of this mentality, believing my perm and long tracks were a extension of my being. How sad is that? to go through life constantly trying to conceal your true self. Every two-four weeks I went to the salon so that could chemically slap on a mask that I thought made me beautiful. That was until I decided I was done with being a slave to my hair, to those chemicals to those bloody tracks. I wanted to better connect with the true essence of ME. That is when I decided to go natural.
Ive only been natural for about 6 months but it has been one of the most exciting experiences to date. I love MY hair! The way it curls, the way it grows, how it smells when I wash it everyday, how soft it is after I condition it. Even the parts that give me the most grief I love. Like how it shrinks at the drop of moisture, how the back of hair grows faster than the front making styling a choir. It is all mine and I love it.
Strange, today I was going to write about children of absent fathers...ended up talking about how I love my hair. I love how God does that. Makes it possible so that I don't spend time saying woe is me, but inspires me to see the God in everything..
GOD IS TOTALLY BOSS,
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