Friday, June 17, 2011

You're Welcome, C.S.


Last week I thought I had a revelation.

While I was attending the temple, no less.

Now I realize that it was just my mind wandering and dwelling on the beautiful woman sitting in front of me (and feeling dissatisfied with the few inches I had just had trimmed off my hair), but at the time, I thought that all my worries would be solved if I could immediately cut my hair completely off.

I told Ty about it as we drove home.

I could tell he was exercising extreme self control when he reminded me how I made him promise (a week earlier) to restrain me if I ever spoke of cutting my hair short in the future.

I assured him that this was different.

But his reluctance to believe me shook my faith.

Would punishing my hair really free my mind of tress stress? If I hacked it, would I finally be rid of the debilitating hair despair that has plagued my life? Would an ultra short 'do be my ticket to clearing some space in my head for something more uplifting than the regret that my hair has never "matched" me?

Hmmmm.

Lucky for me, haircuts are expensive, so I read this quote yesterday with my hair intact:

You don't have a soul.
You are a soul.
You have a body.

(C.S. Lewis wrote it, but I added the italics, because I think they are pretty. How on earth did Mr. Lewis get along for so many years without me?)

There are so many things I love about that tiny scrap of a statement. If we were a book club, I think we could sit and discuss it for quite a while - or at least until we ran out of cookies.

And, while I guaran-dang-tee you that tomorrow I will look in the mirror and sigh in resignation, for today I am so glad I have hair.

Especially if the alternative is that I am hair.

3 comments:

Marianne said...

I love it! This was very helpful to me because I am feeling particularly lovely right now. Everyday that I'm cooped up in here I dream about getting my hair cut and styled, knowing that one thing will surely solve all my problems or at least I'll feel prettier while I go through them. Now I'll think of C.S. Lewis' quote (that you definitely made better with the italics) and also be glad that I have hair and not that I am hair.

Parley and Anna and family! said...

I love you hair! And I am serious! Believe me. I have always been jealous of curly hair because of its versatility. It can look so cute and playful, yet can also be refined. Every picture you put on here that shows your hair, I think to myself "where did she get the curly hair gene and how come I didn't get it too?" I admit, I know nothing about curly hair and how to maintain it, so I am going completely off looks. But if I were your hair, I think I'd be okay. Although, I do kind of like being a soul.

Sharlee said...

Oh Andy, I love your every post. I think you do some pretty dang cute things with your hair that make me jealous and that are so feminine and flirty. Ain't nothin' wrong with that!.... but I get you. I get the same "prompting" every once in a while. But even if you succumb someday, I will still love you (and probably have to copy you).