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| went to the hairdresser's this morning, I do believe this is the last time I'll have a Mohawk haircut, I'm getting too old; now that I have found the right translation for this haircut (btw called a cocks'comb in Dutch) I have unwittingly realised my childhood dream of becoming an Indian from North America, although my then alter ego had long brown hair in a braid. Funny how memories creep up on one and how old desires turn into a different reality. |
Friday, 18 January 2013
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8 comments:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
NOT too old...you MUST CONTINUE!!
i LOVE your hairs.
Thanks Grace, it's nice to know I have a hair-fan!
I wanted to be an Indian too! I had the long dark plaits (braids) and I sat crossed legged in my teepee with feathers stuck in the back of my head. That was so long ago. I love your hair; you are never too old! I yearn to have plaits again, but my hair is very short and the in-between stage would be a real pain.
wow Mimmin Dove, I had a teepee too and then I got another small tent, blue and orange, like a proper canvas one and I would spend hours outdoors 'travelling' to and fro from my Indian relations in the teepee back to my other relatives in the blue tent; this was an imaginary world, that has become a strong part of my identity, strange as that may be.
this is both funny and revealing - that you wanted to be a Native American. It makes sense, with your trees and moons and long walks with the dog, deer-spotting and animal finding.
for years I wanted to be left handed and wear glasses.
wow Dee, that does make sense; I'm curious: why did you want te be left handed and wear glasses?
Saskia~ I'm rereading many of your beautiful posts while eating chicken noodle soup (which is 'sick' food in my house!)
I too wanted to be Native American! I still wear braids on occasion. Always felt a connection for some reason.
hi Nancy, does this mean you're ill?
hope not, if so: get better soon and take care; it is funny how so many people identify with other groups, more romantic beings, or so one imagines. I'm not sure I could live as a native indian (from any continent) but I admire and aspire to their way of living closer to nature and really living through the seasons; I was and am fascinated at how various people are able to read the signs in the great outdoors, but have also come to realise it's a question of actually being out there and looking, just looking and listening
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