Wednesday, June 6, 2012
It was the hair.
The bright pink hair.
As I was be-bopping around town, I saw a young girl riding her bicycle with a friend of hers. By young, I'd say she was probably 16 or 17 years old. It wasn't the bicycle that caught my eye, or the friend on his bicycle, for that matter. It was, her hair.
Bright bright pink.
And it made me smile.
Never in my life could I have done that. But boy oh boy . . . I wish I did. I actually wish I could do that right about now. Because I feel it, you know? But I could never do it.
Remember when you had courage like that? To be who you wanted to be, and not care or worry about it. To be free. Completely and totally free to experience life as you choose to experience it?
I don't remember ever feeling that way.
When I was 16 and 17, I worked every single weekend and holiday at a Catholic south side Chicago hospital in the admitting office. It was an amazing opportunity for me and I learned some wonderful skills that I use my whole adult life. However, you can imagine that pink hair would have been strongly frowned upon by the Sisters of St. Casimir. It's ok . . . everything shapes who you are. I'm good.
But that hair. Bright bright pink. (One "bright" just doesn't seem like enough.) I wish I could have stopped the car and talked to that young girl. I wish I could have told her that I loved her hair, and that she should continue to be just who she wants to be in life. I wish I could have told her that I admire her courage and her spunk (because you've gotta have spunk to have hair like that). I wish I could have had just a minute to see her up close, and tell her she's going to be just fine in this life of hers.
I'm taking advantage of an offer from my friend and fellow artist Robin Norgren for a Life Coaching session today on "overcoming your fears." I happened to be at the right place (facebook) at the right time (yesterday) when Robin was offering a free session to one person. I snatched it up. Because believe it or not, I have fear. And I want desperately to overcome it.
Seeing the girl with the bright pink hair sort of solidified this for me. And while I don't imagine I'm going to walk away from Robin's session with bright pink hair, I do feel like it's going to help shift something in this universe for me. And that, my friends, is a good thing.
I can't wait to tell you all about it!
Until then, I wish you a wonderful fearless days, my friends! Much Peace to you all!