This morning I cut all 37 of my dreadlocks. My first thought upon waking was less of a thought and more of an intense urge that they needed to be trimmed. So that is exactly what I did. I got out of bed, put on my robe and grabbed the scissors. Three minutes later, I completed the quickest haircut ever and felt pretty darn happy. Acting on instinct and leaving no time for doubt just feels good. If I had waited, it maybe wouldn't have happened. I would have thought about how trimming a few inches is actually like losing a year or two in dreadlock time, I would have felt too proud of the length I had, and I would have let myself be too attached to something that in the end, grows back.
After the trimming, I felt lighter. Lighter in a literal sense because dreadlocks are heavy and I lost a little of that weight. To my surprise I experienced immediate comfort in my neck, a comfort I didn't even realize it wanted. Feeling lighter went a little deeper then that though. I felt lighter because realizing you can have trust and faith in yourself takes some weight off of your shoulders. This morning, I gave myself that trust and I didn't question my desires. I followed my intuition without any doubt. I didn't let attachments cloud my judgement. My reward for that? I got to run my fingers through my hair all day and remember how amazing it feels to get a haircut.
Today I'm treasuring small moments, reminded that the value they hold is a beautiful thing.