Just peek behind that cloud over there


My hair survived the wind storm yesterday, I am happy to say.  And that’s all I am going to say about my locks at this time.  I have actually been relatively pleased with their performance as of late.  So I might well keep this style for a bit.

It was funny at the gym this morning, after a very mediocre workout on my part due to not having my full strength from that nasty ol’ flu bug that bit me over the weekend, I went into the change room and enjoyed a conversation with another woman who is a regular there.  She was looking through a beauty magazine and she showed me a woman with two haircuts (which were the same).  “Which one”, she wanted to know, “looks more expensive?”  In the side by sides she was polished and stunning and in the second one it looked like someone came up and mussed up her hair right before talking the picture.  The colour was a bit better in the polished photos as well.  Jennifer flipped the page over.  The mussed up hair style was $40…the polished look which really was not that dramatically different…wait for it….$300.

Had they taken a brush to her, you really would not have been able to tell so much.  We had a good laugh.  For me to spend that kind of money on my hair…please, lock me up if I do that!

I went to a Master Stylist once and he charged me $125.  It was a cute  cut but did I keep it?  No.

In any case after saying I was not going to talk about “hair”…what do I end up babbling about? Sigh.

I was actually thinking of why it is so hard at times for us to love or to be loved.  There is that fear of showing your vulnerability, that fear of rejection, that fear of hurt. I have really been working on this aspect of self over the past year.  It surprises me at times when I want to open this side, at times it seems like it under lock and key.  I suppose though we layer ourselves emotionally.  I have been teetering for awhile now.  Debating on just plunging in and seeing what happens.  Perhaps I should.  Just strip away all inhibitions and immerse myself in love.  Just drown in it.  Soak in it.  Play in it.  Get dirty in it.  I don’t know.  I have never done that before.  Please understand that this is not about sex either…this is about love.  Plain and simple and letting it guide me through this life.  But the sex part of it would be fun too…don’t get me wrong.  We seem to equate sex with love and vice versa.  One thing I do know, when you are in love with someone, the sex is spectacular.  At least for me it has been.  So I would like to find that again for sure…but I really just want to like who am, accept who I am and share who I am with every other being on this planet.  I like the analogy of love being an energy that binds all living beings together.  It is timeless, it is forever.  It has always and will always be there.

All you have to do is take it.

I think I just might try this…care to join me?

 

 

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