My dreads celebrated their first anniversary on December 15th~ So many people told me my dreads would become a metaphor for my life. I had no idea how accurate this would be. Twists and bumps that suddenly come out of nowhere. The imperfections felt like such an intrusion and was sooooo unwanted at first. When I release from the attatchment of what is suppose to be I feel a softening which gives way to release and I find the beauty in just accepting what is. It simply is what it is~
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Great entry! And your dreads are awesome.
I love your dreads. They are awesome <3 Someone once described having dreadlocks to me "like having a party on your head. I know each one of them and exactly how they're doing" :)
It's been over 6 years for me and my dreads. You are so right about how our feelings about them change... At first I was sewing in the bumps and trying to 'tame' each little piece of rope. Now I let them do as they please and it turns out, they know exactly what they're doing!
Your dreads look great!
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