Tag: haircut

A Full Bloom

I’m reading Stephanie’s book, “An Accidental Awakening.”, and it’s food for my soul. There’s a part in it I read yesterday that felt as if she was talking straight to me. What she describes has happened to me too, but I’ve fallen away from taking heed.

It happened again this morning.

The first time you wake up is when you need to get up. When your body is fully rested, it naturally wakes up. There’s a reason it wants you to get out of bed, but I normally just roll over in hopes for a few more minutes of shuteye.

This morning, the first time I woke up was 5:50 am. What I’d read in Stephanie’s book crossed my mind, but I didn’t get out of bed. I had an early haircut appointment and just wanted a little more sleep.

Now, I’m just flat out curious as to what the early morning wants to show me.

I’m ready for the warm months of Texas, so today’s haircut was mostly shave, and some cut. Top long and the rest shaved. Once complete, my stylist rinsed off the excess hair. The shampoo she used piqued my senses, and I told her, “That smells good.” She handed me a new bottle of shampoo and said, “This smell good too.”

I brought the shampoo home and sat it in the shower alongside the Waterpik!

bloom
Bloom

Of course, it’s named Bloom.

I’ve written about the bloom, and one post in particular was posted almost exactly one year ago entitled, Ready to Bloom. Words are like seeds and I’ve done a lot of sowing.

It’s that time of year when my heart begins leaning toward the sun preparing to bloom. The seeds sown last year will bloom this year, and I’m anticipating a full bloom.

Time For A Haircut

God has a plan. He promises it to be a good plan. If my life doesn’t reflect God’s goodness, then I’ve probably been working my plan, not His.  My reflection in the mirror revealed it was also time for a haircut.

I had the same hairstylist for years. She knew exactly how to cut my hair, how short to go, and how close to the edge she could step. Now that I’m an hour away, and living in the country, I have started trying hair stylists that are local. I always say the same thing, “Have fun! I like short and edgy, but just make sure I can go out in public.” They have permission to be creative.

Change is all around us. We can embrace it, or resist it, but it’s a constant in our daily life. Sometimes a change will occur, and it will alter our circumstances. By then, we feel the need to ‘fix’ our problem instead of facing what caused it. Learning to self evaluate, and make changes prior to seeing the circumstance, is a better way to live. You get to be proactive in your life and make good choices. Otherwise, life will happen to you.

So…the haircut. The stylist I met with obviously knows the secret of change. She cut my hair in a specific way, using the smallest sections at a time, to get them to lay exactly as she intended. I usually leave a salon and have to go home, and wash my hair to get it looking normal, but now, no matter how I try to style it, it lays in the fashion to which she cut it. Straight down and to the side, with a small spike at the crown. This was frustrating at first, but then realized, I gave her permission to make a change.

Once you give yourself permission to allow a change, things fall into place. As long as I continue to style it the way she intended, it’ll look great! It’s when I start messing with it, and try reverting back to the style I’m used to, it looks like a beaver has been electrocuted. Our lives have unlimited possibilities, and my God holds no limits. Today, it showed up in a haircut.