Three-Year Dreadiversary!

 

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Today marks three years that I’ve had my hair locked up and comb untouched.

When I first started the dreadlock journey, my hair was a mess. After a year went by, it shrunk a lot! By the time two years rolled by, it finally looked like dreads. And now? It has transformed so much, growing in long, beautiful locks. I love it. I’m glad I stuck with this crazy thing.

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I tried something new, despite what some people may have thought of it, and had fun! I learned how judgmental people can be and how to loosen up any judgements I may have. I also learned how accepting some people can be, and marveled in that. I discovered freedom in not caring what my hair looked like… although there were days that I was really self-conscious about it (I guess that will always happen with me no matter how I look). I committed to something and stuck with it! I’m so, so glad I jumped into dreadlocks.

That said, when I started, my goal was to have my hair like this for three years. I thought for sure that I’d want to go beyond three years, maybe five, eight, ten, through old age?! But honestly? Since last year, I’ve been ready to let them go. There are days when I love my hair and the cute hairdo I’ve done or the way they feel, then there are other days they’re heavy and hot and exhausting. I go back and forth. I’m afraid of letting them go in case I regret it. I’ve received so many compliments that I almost want to keep my hair because other people notice and love it. However, I’m more than my hair, right? Yes.

The hair will go soon. I’m ready for another change. Dreadlocks, you were fun. ❤

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Two Year Dreadiversary!

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Today. my dreadlocks are two years old! Awww…. my hair is a toddler!

What I love the most about my hair now: it’s growing longer! Woo-hoo!

And they actually look like dreads…. more than they ever have. After so much shrinkage in the first year,(in addition to cutting off the wispy strands of my hair last year) my hair is finally long again! No more shrinkage, and the ends are now below my shoulders. The locks are also fuller and ‘cleaner’ looking — not as funky and bumpy. I LOVE it. Even more than before.

However…… my husband keeps asking me when I’ll cut my hair (he ‘tolerates’ it). I want to hold onto them as long as I can — I had actual nightmares about washing my hair only to have the dreads come out! Terrifying, indeed. 😛 Yet, the thought of cutting my hair off has been more appealing lately. I actually cut four dreads off in the past few months because they were growing out undreaded and the thin strands of hair was barely apply to support heavy locks. What I noticed when I cut them off? That area of my head got lighter. Yes indeed, this hair has some weight to it! Crazy awesome. But will I be chopping/combing out the rest any time soon? I don’t think so. Still waiting for that ‘magical’ three-year mark.

I’m kind of amazed I made it to two years. Glad I was able to stick with this. Happy with all the support, compliments, and acceptance I’ve recieved. And to those of you who say, “Oh I want to do that but I never could!” YES, you can!

If you’re curious, here’s my post explaining my reasons for dreadlocks and  one year update.

Will I have a three-year update? We’ll see….

Much love to you. 🙂

the dreadlock journey: one year!

So… , my dreads are a year old now. Ahhhh!!!

I cannot believe it’s been a year. They still feel (and look to me) like baby dreads. My hair has a long way to go, but I’m not gonna lie — it’s been awesome.

Yes, there have been days when I’ve been frustrated with loops and bumps and locks coming undone; however, it is a process. No lock will be perfect. It takes time.

I LOVE my hair. I love how thick it is. I love how low-maintence it is. I love how free I feel.

And I love that pretty much everyone I meet has been very accepting of it.

With the exception of a couple not-so-nice stares, one person pulling me aside to tell me that my hair was slightly offensive to the African-American community (with good intentions…. he was gay, deaf, and African-American), and my grandmother-in-law asking “So…. you never comb your hair!?” all has been well. I also had a brief bonding moment one late Friday night at IKEA with a guy that had 8-year-old dreadlocks The compliments have been increasing as the dreads take form, and my confidence is rising. It’s been crazy how much this change in my hair has stirred my soul.

The weird thing is that I feel more like myself than ever.

I don’t think the hair is entirely responsible for this feeling; I’m making my dreams come true, I’m connecting with others in a way I haven’t before, I’m listening more, I’m paying attention, I’m releasing burdens, inhibitions, and negativity, one weight at a time. Free.

Of course, I am always changing and growing. Stretching and experimenting.

I love it. I love this life. And yes, I love this hair! 🙂

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I am also sooooo thankful to my sweet, wonderful friend Kelly for the beautiful photos. I had such a fun time during our photoshoot and couldn’t have asked for more amazing photos. ❤ ❤ ❤

Also, my girl Sara released an eBook a couple months ago that she has been working on for years: The Dreadlock Journey. I am excited for Sara and have flipped through the book many times, with dreams and soul-stirring. Check it out, give her some love!