How My Hair Is Intertwined With My Spiritual Journey: I’m Getting Locs!

It’s time for another fresh start

Point of view: It’s a gloriously sunny day. Not too hot where I’m dripping sweat and my forehead shines from a mile away, but warm enough where the sun just kisses my shoulders and the light breeze fills my lungs refreshingly. I’m waiting at the crosswalk in the city, any city, and a…