The Hair Debacle

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It has come to the point when I am so annoyed with my hair and no amount of dandruff shampoo and conditioner treatment is gonna make it look so straight than it once was 6 months ago. Ya see, whether or not my hair looks presentable does affect my mood. And then I think that I feel the same way sometimes with my whole appearance. I get insecure always. I do plan to do something new to my hair in a few weeks. Part of me gets annoyed too when tracing back the last time I had my hair treatment six months ago. I can't believe it's already been half a year! I went out of the country for a vacation on my own. Two weeks after arriving in Sydney, some events unfortunately made me want to pull my hair out in frustration. The anger came back when my friend and I got to that topic about what a jerk my ex was over breakfast after t'aichi exercises one Sunday morning. I was angry because it was unfair, but a huge part of me as always has not failed to wish him well despite the disastrous parting of ways. By the time I got home, I had then thought of how the guy I am starting to really like lives in that part of the city too. Groan. And then I hear another thought in my head: "You cannot compare the past with the present." Ouch. I know, I know. That Sunday afternoon, I came across a quote which my friend shared to me. I do remember this conversation from the movie Kung Fu Panda. [i]Shen: How did you find peace? I took away your parents, everything, I scarred you for life... Po: See that's the thing, Shen, scars heal. Shen: No they don't... *wounds* heal. Po: Oh, yeah... what do scars do? They fade, I guess... Shen: I don't care what scars do...! Po: You should, Shen. You got to let go of the stuff from past - because it just doesn't matter! The only thing that matters is what you choose to be now.[/i] Amen to that. Then this question popped in my head: Why, when we want to start over, do we start first with doing something new to our hair? It certainly hasn't been the first time for me to start over and then later realizing the need to cut off my hair coincides with entering a new phase. My friend also shared to me what she had read about Native American Indians. She shared that they supposedly grow they hair long because the long hair represents their sorrows in life. She added that some Buddhists prefer to cut off their hair or have their head shaved because for them it symbolizes worldly detachment.