After watching countless YouTube videos of beautiful black faces with very pretty natural curly coils. I made the decision on yesterday to join the revolution of the natural black woman’s hair. I had been wanting to do this for some time but I felt like my hair was one of the things that made me…well, ME. I was attached to my hair even though underneath it all it laid deep insecurity. I had the same feelings as countless other women have about needing long straight flowing hair to be beautiful. And I felt like short curly hair made you the typical stereo type of little nappy headed black girl. And truth be told and to put the devil on front street, I felt like no man would like me or pay attention to me with short curly hair. We women are made to feel as if we need long straight hair to attract a man. And since I am single, still learning what single life is like, that was certainly lurking around in my mind.
But the more I watched the videos of the women embracing and styling there natural curls, the more beautiful the looked. It was as if my eyes were opened to see a beauty not only naturally but one that is more than just skin deep.
With that I decided to do the BIG CHOP. And I cut off all of the relaxed hair that I had clung to for so long. I must say it’s been less than 12 hours but I feel different. I feel like I am on a new journey, not just with my hair but with myself. It has opened me up to discovering my insecurities, faults, strengths, my weaknesses, my likes, and my dislikes. See found out who I was in Christ and I am learning to embrace her, but now I guess it’s time to find out the natural her also, and how the two work together for the good. God said, “I know you and even the very hairs on your head are all numbered, fear not for you are of more value than many sparrows.” What does this have to do with it you ask? Well…everything.
I want to know me and love just as He knows me and loves me.