Yep! I finally did it. I cut off all my dreads! All 37 inches of it.
I had been dreaming of this day for over a year now and was soooo ready to do it. I imagined gathering up a big group of friends and heading to the lake. While sitting around the camp fire, I would surprise everyone with the idea of chopping them off right then. Everyone would have a chance to participate. We would throw them all in the fire and afterwords would all jump in the lake. Oh to feel the cool water on my scalp.
This daydream didn't manifest after all, but what did manifest was beautiful. I ended up only inviting a handful of friends over. We did a little soft yoga and meditation outside. I shared my dread story, and we made a fire.
I cut the first dread, and then one by one, each of my friends cut a lock too.
We each threw a dreadlock in the fire and watched it disappear.
Then I went to town cutting the rest of them off.
Interestingly enough, I looked pretty much the same at this point, like I just had them pulled back.
It became a little realer when the razor came out.
Right down the middle, I buzzed the first line.
Bozo. Yes, we had a lot of laughs. My cheeks were hurting by the end of it all.
One friend helped with buzzing it and then my Sweetheart finished it up.
My scalp was pretty nasty like I knew it would be, so my Sweety gave me a scalp scrub. Aw, he is amazing!
So come to find out, I have a decent shaped head AND no crazy moles. The funky grid pattern was interesting though.
And something I already knew....I have some pretty amazing friends who not only shared this experience with me, but enriched it beyond measure.