Since moving to Colorado my life has shifted in the most unusual ways…
I have my first post-grad job, my dreams have become incredibly vivid, I crave chicken (vegetarian for 10+ years), I dress differently, I’ve been questioning some of the values that I’ve held all my life, and I shaved my head.
Yep! You read that right, I shaved my hair off. And man does it feel good! Okay, so technically I didn’t… I had someone else do it but it’s gone and that’s what matters.
Lets backtrack a bit…
A few weeks ago I was feeling alone in a new town and in need of some pampering. I decided that I was going to get my hair done because who doesn’t love getting their hair played with… Right? After calling all the hair places near me, I gave up and continued running my errands. On my bike ride home I saw a sign outside this hair salon that said $25 haircuts.. I instantly felt drawn to it so I went in and they were magically able to squeeze me in… Almost like it was meant to be.
I ended up getting a trim, my hair colored, they told me some new tips of where to go and hang out throughout Colorado, and left feeling great and pampered… All good right? Wrong.
The next few days my hair began to feel incredibly toxic. It didn’t’t fit me anymore and didn’t represent who I am. I have never felt that way after getting my done but I know not to question something when it doesn’t feel good. I tried it out for a few days and once it got to be too heavy I made an appointment at Supercuts to chop it off.
Initially I went with a shorter style to see how it felt and looked. Seeing the hair on the ground felt so freeing and it was symbolic seeing them sweep it away. I left feeling so good about myself and much lighter. I still had my bangs (which I loved) and my hair was right to my jaw line.
The next few days were spent explaining to people at work why I decided to make the chop and how good it felt but there was a part of me that felt there was more to get off.
After paying for two haircuts I decided to save some money and began the search for someone who had clippers.
There’s this guy who comes in to work a few times a week (total hottie). I figured he’s cute, and bald, he must have clippers. And sure, enough HE DID! We exchanged numbers and set a date to make the cut.
At this point I had enough time to detach from my hair and when he came over to make the cut I was ready. I figured it would be smart to get to know him before I let him cut off my hair.. Especially since he would be putting his energy into it and I want to make sure that I am surrounded by good vibes while I’m being vulnerable like this. (Probably one of the most vulnerable things a woman can do)
So we talked, and we walked, and got to know each other a bit and when we got back it was time. Naturally my ego kicked in right before and decided that it was not a good idea but deep in my soul I knew I needed this.
The clippers on my scalp felt so good and relaxing and it felt right. Almost like a scalp massage, which helped a lot. I could feel all of the hair falling off and with each section I could feel myself letting go of some things I’ve been holding on to for longer than needed. I didn’t even want to see what it looked like externally because I FELT good internally! And sometimes seeing things in the mirror can skew things but I did it anyway and holy crap it was weird.
Fast forward a week or two…
I literally can’t stop touching my hair. I LOVE IT! And other people do too. I have inspired others to do it, I feel more myself, and I feel more beautiful than I ever have with longer hair. It feels like the start of a whole new life and a whole new me. And it’s nice to be able to just wake up and go places without having to worry about my hair at all. I’m going to take the hair and make an earth painting with it in the hopes that some birds will come pick it up and use it. But I am in love with the new me and it has created this confidence that I never knew I had in me and it’s magical.
I read a quote before.. Well there were two that really stood out to me and were the final push:
“A woman who cuts her hair is going to change her life” -Coco Chanel
“I hope that someday I’ll love myself enough to shave my head” -Author Unknown
Would you ever shave your head? What’s the craziest thing you’ve done that represented a big shift in your life?