Can A Haircut Break A Spell?
Doing whatever necessary to feel alive again
Maybe not on it’s own - if that’s all it took, wouldn’t that be nice. And I should know, given that my hair has so often been the stage on which I’ve acted out the various dramas of my life.
But a haircut in celebration or as part of a series of rituals & ceremonies, all in service of spell-breaking; that's absolutely a thing.
A shedding, an emergence, a return.
And maybe it’s not about the haircut at all, but about allowing yourself to just want what you want, in spite of:
a. Being literally gaslit to think that’s NOT what you want or
b. Not actually knowing if it’s a free choice or if it’s a FUCK YOU to being gaslit.
Maybe it’s that your regular haircut made you cry. Because it suddenly felt like a veil of invisibility. So you follow your riddled desire and the moment it’s done, you gaze in the mirror, see your 20-year-old self gazing right back and you know.
You did the right thing. You were RIGHT to trust yourself.
This, at fifty years of age, mind you.
I am blown open in the best way
…because I did what was necessary for me to feel alive again. And it wasn’t just a haircut. It was a confirmation.
I have so much to tell about my life right now but I’m too in love with living it. Time has taken on a new quality. I’m tired at night now not because I’m bored or stressed but because of the fullness of my days.
I want to spend my time building, basking, making art & not petting dogs that bite me.
June Journaling Sessions
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Thanks for being here. See you soon!
Amanda xx
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH
I came across this performance today & it blew my already very blown mind so… here ya go, enjoy it 🌈