I’m been thinking about it for about 18 months now. That partly the fault of the persuasive visionary guys I work with in Idaho. Fortunately I have the motherly/sisterly influences in my life to thank for speaking wisdom and keeping me from doing such crazy things…until now.
The long process started during an evening movie. It is funny how neat and orderly I am. Even as Dehan was making the dreads, I would comb out the remaining hair and clip it out of the way, so it wouldn’t get tangled any sooner than necessary.
It’s more amusing in light of today’s class on “Inner Healing.” Our speaker asked, “what are the things you hide behind?” My immediate thought was, “being perfect, meeting people’s expectations, and being who they expect me to be”, the irony is, at that moment my hair was half dreaded.
Maybe I have reached the point where I decided not to let people tell me who I should be, and how I should act, look, etc. Or maybe I just wanted to have fun, and be free from my own perfectionism.
The fact is I hide, by hiding, trying to blend in and be invisible. In college I got a haircut and all the comments/complements made me suddenly discover I am not invisible. With dreads, I think it will be nearly impossible to just blend in. I scare myself when I look in the mirror. But I also love the element of surprise, when people say, “I would not have expected that from you.”
But it is so windy here that my hair gets tangled anyway, so at least this way, it’s neat and orderly tangles which I can hopefully remove in 2 months. I do dread the thought of taking them out, it’s probably more painful than getting it done, but not impossible…I will however need a hair cut to fix the damage...
I'll have take them out before I go to India, because thanks to the reputation of all those druggy hippie tourists…so I obviously can’t have dreads and be a follower if the Father. This is why I have dreads now, in Costa Rica…pretty much a once in a life-time opportunity which I couldn’t pass up...
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