It's time for a change...
Ahhh the break up haircut...
When I say those words you know exactly what I'm talking about don't you...
that moment in time when everything has changed, you've walked through the fire and nothing can ever be the same again.
You don't know exactly where you're going.
But you 100% know what you DON'T want anymore.
What's a great big na-Ha!!!
But first things first, by f*ck that hair it's got to go!
You find yourself at the hairdresser, a glass of wine in your hand and a glossy magazine clutched in your lap.
You take a big (stinky wine) breath and you say the magic words
Cut it all off!
Just do it
I can't stand it anymore.
(FYI your hairdresser may be trying to look like it's no big deal, but on the inside she's fist pumping... YOU GO SISTER!!! About bloody time!)
(she will also jump into action quickly before you change your mind)
And there it is...
in a pile on the floor
All that was
All that might have been
All that you went through to get to this point.
You look up
And staring back at you in the mirror is a slightly terrified, but exhilarated smile.
Sitting in front of you is
All that is
All that really matters
It is you.
As you are
With a slightly hysterical laugh
and wine breath
It's too late to go back now...
You have drawn a line in the sand
Turned the corner of that fork in the road.
And it's time.
Time to stand tall.
Time to walk on.
Time to walk your talk baby.
To be who you are again.
To open a brand new shiny chapter in the book of your glorious life.
On your terms.
You know you will be ok.
Welcome to my new do!
It took me a while to work up the courage to
cut loose of what was,
to step into what is,
to step forward onto the path I choose to walk going forward.
Isn't that what life's supposed to be about?
Shedding what doesn't serve us, what doesn't fit anymore...
Being brave enough to say
Hey this is me
proudly imperfect, and more than enough.
hopefully inspiring others to take a deep breath and do the same.
So I stand before you today with a new haircut.
(Well a new website... same same)
It's not a perm like the 80's, so I'm sure that's good sign.
It feels like me again.
Like a comfy pair of slippers.
It just feels like home.
Welcome to my new online nest.
To my new do.
To my chickie toolbox full of tools and tricks for unstoppable chicks.
To the new home of all of my f-bomb infested blog posts, to the next leg of the journey, as I navigate the twists and turns of life.
Thank you for being part of the great big chickie road trip that has been my life to date.
For the cheers, for the beautiful private messages that I am so blessed to receive every time I take a deep breath and share a piece of my heart in my chickie newsletters and blogs.
I have turned off the sat nav (that google maps lady's smug voice was really starting to sh*t me),
I've turned down the volume on the plethora of loud opinions out there telling me how i SHOULD live my life, run my business, what it should look like, feel like, the way I should be.
I'm taking my new hairdo and I'm hereby winging it.
There will be
and very unco dancing
I have no idea where I'm going, but I know it won't be boring.
And I SO hope that you stay for the ride...
Because together we are unstoppable.