I have been having some pretty random dreams of late. I woke early on Saturday morning, just as the sun rose. But when I realised that I didn't have work to go to, I let myself fall back asleep. I drifted off quite easily and before I knew it, I was debating whether or not, to shave my head. This is actually something I had thought about over the years. More out of curiosity, than anything else, as I would like to be able to feel my bare head. I had reasons for and against. Then suddenly, I was adamant that I would indeed shave my head. before I could reconsider, I had an electric razor in my head, ready to go. Then my daughter woke me, " Mum, what are you doing? It's 11 O Clock!"
And there I found myself wide awake, stroking my full head of hair, wondering, what If? What if I did shave my head? It is something I have found myself thinking about regularly, since then. I already mentioned this dream (desire) to some of my friends and told them not to be surprised if I did turn up, with a shaved head. But I'm not sure I have the balls to do it, it's quite risky really, isn't it? I remain curious though and the fact that I'm writing this, proves that their is a chance, a small one, but still a chance, that I might do it.
I'm also curious, about what my head would actually look like. Would it be smooth or bumpy? I can kind of feel it through my hair, so I think it would be okay, but you never know. My hair, is pretty wild, just like me. It doesn't take much to make me look like a mad scientist or cave woman. And I have grown to love my silver locks, which are now going whiter. Proud of my journey that has led me here, of the white strands that each hold such transformational parts of me. My stories of grief and love, of powerful transitions. My silver crown that adorns my head.
If there is anything I have learnt in this life, it is that we should embrace every stage of our lives. Each stage comes with it's own gifts, gifts that we get to unlock when we surrender to life. Instead of fighting against it. I find it sad that we live in a time, where so many try so hard to reverse the signs of aging, instead of sinking into it. Sinking more into ourselves.
