Change Is Good
Change is good and change is constant. There was a time when I didn’t even have a second thought about change. I don’t even think I recognized it for what it was. If I got an inkling about something, I just did it. I went for it. If it failed, I took the ‘oh well’ attitude and kept it moving. Many times I didn’t even remember the failures. To me they were just things that hadn’t panned out.
As I grew I began to recognize approaching changes. Like most people, I learned to panic in response. Paralyzing fear kept me from understanding change, much less embracing it.
The only thing constant is change.
I was driving home the other day and suddenly didn’t recognize where I was. I’m easily disoriented so this is not such a big deal. I’m the person who comes out of a store in the mall and nearly breaks down into tears because I can’t remember which direction I was walking before detouring into the store.
But as I continued to drive the fear of an early onset of Alzheimer’s left and I slowly recognized some familiar surroundings. Then it dawned on me that one of the buildings and shrubs had been torn down. It left the landscape I was so used to seeing barren and new. It had changed in the few days since I was last on that road.
You cannot escape it. A change is gon’ come. It’s inevitable and we all experience it. Change can come in the form of a new job. The loss of an old flame. Having to move unexpectedly. Or, an itch that gets you right where you can’t scratch it.
This version of you will change.
My itch is usually my hair. I legit DO NOT CARE! I will rock a bald head the day after a 32 inch weave and not think twice about it. It just doesn’t phase me.
Growing up I had long Rudy Huxtible hair. It was my crown and glory. I grew to love it. It was me. Everyone knew I had long hair and they even described my that way…”the one with the long hair.” But one day, I just wanted it off. To this day, I don’t know what got into me. So I cut it all off. Just like that. Never looked back.
A few years ago I decided to go natural and grow my hair out. And I did. I grew it out for about 4 ½ years. I liked it. It was great. Then one day the winds of change blew through my hair and the next day I had a relaxed pixie that I also loved. (see it in all it’s glory)
I styled it and made sure it was healthy. I started an entire YouTube channel based around short, relaxed hair. The channel grew. Ladies joined the community and I had a great time. Then a few weeks ago I got an itch. Yep you guessed it. I chopped the relaxer out and I’m now back to natural. For the moment I think I’ll grow it back out, but I can’t commit to that this soon. Honestly, I don’t know where this latest journey will take me.
Get in alignment. Don’t resist.
In the weeks leading up to me chopping my hair off, it seemed my curls were rioting. Raging against the machine that was the relaxer. No matter what I did to my hair, I couldn’t seem to get it bone straight like I liked to wear it.
The natural hair thought had been tugging at me and finally I gave it. I stopped resisting what was already going on. My hair was changing. Whether it was the products, the latest relaxer I applied, my flat iron or whatever. The hair on my head was curling up. The tug at my heart was screaming at me to “LET IT CURL”.
I stopped resisting and got in alignment with the change that was. As soon as I cut my hair I felt relief. I couldn’t keep my hands out of my hair. It felt amazing. Even though I had been natural before. Even though I’d worn my hair super short before, it still felt like heaven to give up the resistance and just let what was…be. (see my new short natural hair)
Enjoy the ride.
I’ve come to understand that this version of myself will change. The beautiful thing about that statement is that no matter when I say it, it holds true. I don’t fight it anymore. I choose to just go with it and enjoy the ride. I like to see where it’ll take me.
Maybe I’ll get a mohawk. Maybe I’ll wear it super short and cropped and curly for the next 3 years. Maybe it will grow down to my tailbone. Who knows? And who cares? Whatever change comes, I’ll welcome it.
Today as I write this I understand that change is good. It’s the only constant in life. Now when I see it coming, instead of fretting, I get ready and dive into it.