Tuesday, September 28, 2010


Adjustments are coming at me left and right....some in the healing form of chiropractic care. I do love my chiropractor and over the last few months she, along with some other practitioners NOT using drugs, has helped me to heal a terribly sore hip, soothed my soul and brought me a very long way from the tight ball of stress which had emerged since the death of my Dad. That's a really good kind of adjustment....realizing I had the power, mostly within, to heal myself in many ways.

Then there are the adjustments such as I am facing tonight. After work I went to an appointment to have my hair neatened up around the edges before our long-awaited trip to Ontario, Canada next week. I have no idea what the stylist was thinking of when she cut an area about 5" square within 1/4" from my scalp on the left side of my head just down from the crown. Of course, it is not fixable, so now more had to be cut off and it is not going to be easy to manage this until it grows. Obviously this mess will be a part of my trip. So, from deep disappointment I have had to roll over to adjustment contentment with what is. For someone who is way too concerned about how she looks on a daily basis, you can only imagine how huge this adjustment will be. In an interesting twist, just today I was telling someone that I have always been WAY TOO concerned about how I look, and wishing above all else that I could just be happy with who I am at any given moment. We wondered aloud how we came to be this way, and I am at a complete loss as to the origins of such ridiculous thinking. Of course, it is nice to want to look as presentable as possible each day, but..... Now, tonight, as I reach my hand up to feel the large nearly bald spot on the side of my head, I wonder, is this a test, brought about for me through the universe to teach me that I can indeed be adjustable and accepting of what is??
As I type, I can feel the huge knot in my stomach brought on by this challenge. I have to do some deep meditating and come to a peaceful place with the new hairstyle... c'est avant garde! Half a mohawk pour moi. Perhaps I'll buy a new hat....that won't do at work.....acceptance will, and I better start laughing at myself now, because the laughter will be loud at the office.
Oh, well......just had to get this out.
By the way, I knew that the stylist knew she made a huge mistake, but there was no sense in saying anything. Too late and I just couldn't make her feel any worse than she did. She must have been distracted or having a bad day. Happens to the best of us.


Erin @ I Heart New England said...

Aw, that's a shame about your hair... I'm sure you still look beautiful, though! ♥

Linda said...

Hair does grow back, but you were much kinder than I probably would have been.

I've always had problem hair so after I retired and we moved to Oregon I went for a Pixie haircut. Now let me tell you that was an adjustment for this old Texas gal. I could hardly stand to look at myself in the mirror. I still don't like it but I love not dealing with a curling iron every morning. So a Pixie it is. Those who don't like it can deal with it, I have.

Anonymous said...

Marcia, you are a much better person than I. I would have ranted and raved and cried, and pulled at my hair, cursed every swear word I knew and then cried again. I am sorry about your hair and it makes me cringe, because I can't STAND it when my hair isn't right. or if it's too short. But, that is me. I think you must have a wonderful spirit to be able to handle this one. And you have cute sparkly eyes and probably look ever so cute in your new Dew. It's what's inside that counts, and you have a beautiful inside self, I can just tell!!!!! ...debbie

One Woman's Journey said...

I am so sorry. I relate to a lot you share. Here I am out in the woods with my blower, clippers and watering and still every morning fix my short hair and want to look presentable even in my gardening clothes. Wish I could get up and not give it a thought!!
Your hair will grow back and I know that is no consolation at the moment.

judemiller1 said...

I would love my hair that short--mine is long enough now to cause me restlessness until I can get it cut--short. You will be fine--I don't wear makeup any more--only moisturizer and some lipstick. Seems to be okay--most of my girlfriends don't wear makeup anymore either. We are natural beauties, HAH!

Cape Cod Kitty said...

Thanks everyone for all the encouragement. Actually my co-workers have been most kind. Except for some strange glances from the men (and there are a lot of them), the women all love it and think I am daring. It would be much better if my left ear didn't stick out so now my head is lopsided for awhile. LOL Crazy.

Kittie Howard said...

Kitty, I'm up there with Happy Days. A bad cut on longish hair can be hidden somewhat, but a scalp job, ouch! On the other hand, sometimes a bad cut leads to a new style that really looks good. You might end up liking your hair really short.