Last year in the Spring, I made the "radical" decision to go naturally gray and stop dying cold turkey. I was tired of the fight and more importantly, ready to see what was under all those years of color in a box. The only thing stopping me at the time was my upcoming wedding in July. I wasn't ready to look like a skunk walking down the isle. It would have to wait until August for the transition to begin.
It is now eight months into my transition.
Looking back, I see that much more than I expected has come out of this transition. No longer is this just about my hair. This transition has become about a lifestyle, a more natural, back to nature, real life.
In August I sold my cute little car and I now travel by a more fuel efficient scooter. (In the 8 months I've had the scooter I've spent about $60 in gas. Not too shabby). The scooter was not intended to be my primary mode of transportation. It JUST happened.
Last summer I began a hydroponic garden. This is Florida and you can't grow jack in the sand. Suddenly I'm overwhelmed with basil, oregano, sage and rosemary.
Last summer I started to compost. Why am I throwing so much away when I can give it back to the earth when I can make my sandy soil more nutrient based? I don't know how this happened. It JUST happened.
Last summer I adopted a feral cat colony living behind my office. When I say adopted, I didn't bring them home. I've just made a pledge to get them spayed and neutered and see to it they have food and water. This little group of silly strays adopted me and it JUST happened.
I've talked about it for 8 months and now another thing has happened. Last week, how appropriately for Easter, I came home with four baby chicks. Four little Easter peeps. I am an organic chicken farmer. It JUST happened.
Its time to embrace who I am and I have and I will continue to do so. Gray is the new me. Authentic is the new me. Real is the new me. I am the new me.
