Today I celebrate 12years of being Lox'd-4-Lyfe! I remember cutting the perm out May 1999, but Nov 30, 1999 was a day I won't forget. I woke up with a weird feeling. I instantly called my sister at work and simply stated when she came hone I needed her to coil twist my hair one last time. I was ready to loc. Which was confusing to me considering I wanted an Angela Davis fro then I would eventually loc in my 40's. Well plans changed. And today was the day! When she came home my hair had been washed and all she did was re-wet it and twisted it. The next 3-4 months my patience was tested. Every 2wks I bought a fresh lime, squeezed it into a bowl and would re-twist my roots. I didn't wash my hair, I kept it covered. It was itching and I just wanted to shower from head to toe. I remember reading something that told me how to rinse it without the twist coming out. (I couldn't wash my hair because my coil twist were short. Washing it would make them come out). It was the end of December, sometime after Christmas, I cut a piece of my pantyhose, covered my head and let the water beat down on my head and scalp! Oh what joy! I later found a natural hair care specialist and she said I did a great job starting my hair! I bought books on natural hair and locs and learned about maintaining them and natural hair in general. I learned Bout oils and other natural ways to take care of my hair and it was the best decision I made.
I know some people have locs as a style, I don't. It's a spiritual and cultural connection. My locs are my antennas giving me a direct connection to the universe....to the Creator. I have learned the patience it took for my locs to manifest into strong ropes. I learned that vanity wasn't a good look for me. The once teenager no one thought was pretty was now exotic to some, gorgeous to others, and when I was in other countries I was an empress! The main thing, I no longer thought about what people said about me, in regards to looks. I welcome compliments and shrug off ignorance, can't please everyone so....KEEP IT STEPPING!
I used to tell people I wanted to let my hair grow as long as it wanted. Yes my neck hurts when I wash my hair myself, yes I have closed my hair in the car door and didn't know until I tried to walk away (too many times), sure my husband rolls over on my hair when we sleep pinning me down...bleh! Whataya gonna do?
I said I would cut my hair when I turned 40! We'll see, anything is possible. What I do know is, I'm more comfortable in my skin today than I was 12yrs ago; well despite the whole runners body I had but that's a whole other blog! Lol.
Just know, change is good and in some cases it's very necessary.
Timing is everything.
Love & Light,
Rasta PoeCahontas 12yrs & going
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