Hair Trigger
It is difficult sometimes to recognize when one is going to change directions in life. Oh sure there are little signs and big signs that trigger a realization that life is about to change and in a dramatic way. My biggest sign I call my hair trigger. When I am getting ready to change directions in life I change my hair color or hair style. If it is a really big change, I will change both.
I have been doing this for more than fifty years. Of course it wasn’t till about 30 years ago that I realized what I was doing. Some way or another my unconscious mind would pick up that change was imminent and there would go my hair trigger.
I liked it better when I was a teenager because I could act out my inner world through my outer world with dark rich colors like black which sure as hell doesn’t work when one begins to wrinkle and grow older. Darker hair shows the flaws in one’s skin and the wrinkles are much more evident. So I have slowed down or moderated my hair trigger in respect to those who have to look at me.
The times of sadness were indicated by making my hair some shade of brown, usually mousy and conservative. This did not usually last long as it is very boring. You might call it a transitional move between states of expression.
When my mother was dying I colored my hair blond and as therapy after she passed when I had began to loose my hair from the stress I would go to the hair stylist once a week. Expensive? Yes. But cheaper than therapy and works just as well.
But now my hair trigger has struck again and I am a red head. Well sort of, I kind of screwed it up and it became burgundy or as my husband said I have purple hair. So energy permitting and realizing it is time to move on, I have a rick dark auburn ready to apply.
You know it is rather interesting to have a bio-feedback system that is a hair trigger.
I have been doing this for more than fifty years. Of course it wasn’t till about 30 years ago that I realized what I was doing. Some way or another my unconscious mind would pick up that change was imminent and there would go my hair trigger.
I liked it better when I was a teenager because I could act out my inner world through my outer world with dark rich colors like black which sure as hell doesn’t work when one begins to wrinkle and grow older. Darker hair shows the flaws in one’s skin and the wrinkles are much more evident. So I have slowed down or moderated my hair trigger in respect to those who have to look at me.
The times of sadness were indicated by making my hair some shade of brown, usually mousy and conservative. This did not usually last long as it is very boring. You might call it a transitional move between states of expression.
When my mother was dying I colored my hair blond and as therapy after she passed when I had began to loose my hair from the stress I would go to the hair stylist once a week. Expensive? Yes. But cheaper than therapy and works just as well.
But now my hair trigger has struck again and I am a red head. Well sort of, I kind of screwed it up and it became burgundy or as my husband said I have purple hair. So energy permitting and realizing it is time to move on, I have a rick dark auburn ready to apply.
You know it is rather interesting to have a bio-feedback system that is a hair trigger.
posted by Myriam Maytorena at 9:05 AM
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