'Most of our problems come from just that- following rules.' Paulo Coelho
I have to learn to let myself go. Rumpus just said everything I have been trying to say for the last week and if I say it now you will probably think I am plagiarizing so I’ll just go ahead and quote him -I had to come against the end before I started going all crazy about being napputural – when I said it came upon me by accident this is what I meant. It took losing it all to come to the point of walking away from everything I knew to do for my hair, there was nothing more to hang on to and then I was able to be creative again.
I have to learn to let myself go. Rumpus just said everything I have been trying to say for the last week and if I say it now you will probably think I am plagiarizing so I’ll just go ahead and quote him -I had to come against the end before I started going all crazy about being napputural – when I said it came upon me by accident this is what I meant. It took losing it all to come to the point of walking away from everything I knew to do for my hair, there was nothing more to hang on to and then I was able to be creative again.
Yet I have to learn to let myself go as much as I have to learn to let my hair be. Every so often I am massaging my scalp, checking every few hours in the mirror to either see what my hair looks like or whether it’s grown. I have to allow things time to grow. But like every writer I like speed. I like good views, yellow walls and popcorn. I just finished reading ‘The witch of Portobello.’ I know why Paulo Coelho is praised so. He has a way with the soul – understanding that our humanity does not end where it is at. I can relate with someone who knows for sure that there is not much fulfillment in following rules.
Deepak Chopra says, " To rule your soul is like ruling creation. Its above even the gods" Or angels.
I
always broke the rules in boarding school yet there has always been
something about me that makes teachers and parents love me. My best
friend thinks it’s my eyes. When I was in secondary school, I could not
follow any rules, when it was prep time – I read novels. When it was
time to go to the fields to till potatoes or whatever it was I charmed a
prefect and just stood watching everyone, or faked a leg ache.
Something had to happen. When we were told never to go over the grass
but use the paved walk ways I just could not do it. My grades were so
bad in high school and I never cared. When my parents were mad at me for
poor grades I just looked at them and said nothing – they never
remember this because for some reason I managed to divert their concerns
with my eyes. When I was told I could not date, I did – and look what
became of it. I finally found me. Some people are simply wired to divert
from the status-qua. I find status-qua draining. So I break rules by
not keeping rules