DEAD WEIGHT.
By the time you read this weeks post, The She-Shed Podcast will have officially launched. The first episode launches this morning at 10:16 AM (IFKYK). I am excited, anxious, happy, and so damn proud of myself because I have been pushing beyond the invisible barriers that imposter syndrome has placed upon my life. I am leaning more into things that warm my heart and soul and removing any bad habits that no longer align with who I am now and becoming.
I’m currently sitting in my favorite spot on the couch per usual (lol), glancing out the window at an elderly neighbor who is dressed to the NINE for church service while she waits on her ride. The sun was shining, I wonder where it went. Another day to start it off with a grateful heart.
Yesterday, I did a thing. After years of debating and uncertainty, I cut and colored my hair. Unhealthy attachment to hair is really a thing. Have you ever watched Sanaa Lathan’s movie “Nappily Ever After“? I’m telling you, I couldn’t relate to a movie more. As black women, we tend to let hair define us. It’s like it gives us power, attention, status. Someone’s hair can be so unhealthy, split, thin etc. and they’d refuse to cut it off because it’s “lengthy”. In my case, I had been natural for over 10 years. 5 out of the 10 years my hair was completely heat trained and I loved it. And then, I got bored. I wanted to curls. My hair was so fine from the constant heat that curls barely existed with flexi rods or even a curling iron. So, I reverted back to my kinky curls, and that was a process okay !! But I did it. And I honestly loved it for the first year probably, but that was it. And then, I got bored again. I went between protective styles, barely seeing or touching my natural hair. I would wash it and then back into a protective style it went. This went on for years. Until I booked an appointment for a color and cut. Because simply put, “I am NOT my hair“.
Today, I feel free. I feel light. You never notice just how much negative energy and trauma hair holds until you get rid of it. It was honestly dead weight. They say when a woman cuts her hair, she’s about to change her life. And yesterday, I did just that. My transition this summer has been one for the books. I cannot tell you just how much my tribe has showed up and showed out for me time and time again. They had aided in making this relocation nearly seamless and so very comfortable. I am so grateful for each and every one of them involved. I still don’t think I’m ready to share this monumental decision with just everyone yet, I’m still basking in it all. Privacy > Secrecy.
Now that my hair is officially out of the way, it’s time to move on to the fun stuff. Choosing paint colors, home decor shopping, frequent visits to Lowes and IKEA. Harassing all of the men in my life to hang things, installation here, heavy box there lol. At this very moment, I am feeling incredibly grounded and full of gratitude. Feeling so damn good about what’s to come.
Today’s take away from this blog post is to “Trust the process“. Nothing major that you decide to do will produce overnight results. You have to have faith and a ton of patience. Only then will you reap the benefits of what has been awarded to you. Cheers to an amazing upcoming week my loves, be great today !
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