For the last year and a half, I have been growing my hair out from a very short pixie cut. I enjoyed the shorter style, but I became bored with it. I initially cut my hair short because, like many women, I hated my hair. It is neither straight nor curly – it’s wavy and it used to irritate me to no end.
I would blow dry and flat iron my hair into submission, hoping to achieve a sleek, board-straight look. Of course, that hard earned sleekness would last only a couple of hours, at which point the waviness would invariably return. The heat exposure and the cornucopia of harsh products I used created split ends, dried and damaged the hair and left it limp and without body. So I chopped it off.
As I’ve been growing it out, however, I’ve chosen to accept my hair’s waviness. I still prefer to blow dry it and I flat iron the bangs I’m growing out, but I don’t iron the rest of my hair, nor do I use as many products as I have in the past. Much to my surprise, my hair has never looked better. It’s soft and has body and it’s largely free of split ends. As relatively minor as something like one’s hair is in comparison to the larger issues we deal with in life, I feel this discovery about my hair is an effective metaphor for promoting an authentic lifestyle. When we fight our nature, we rarely experience the outcomes we hope for. However, when we accept ourselves as we are, we are much more likely to thrive.