I love traveling. Meeting new folks, acquiring different perspectives about people, places, cultures, and simply learning about the unknowns. The opportunities feed my wish to learn. The same manner that people share with me, I like to do the same.
I am convinced and believe in destiny. The older I become, the more I understand that there is no such idea of chance.
When I experience a calm mental state of being, my sense of awareness increases. I tend to hear and listen to my instinct and inner voice and avoid external distractions. The state of being grants me the opportunity to interact with people and to encounter what is meant for me to experience.
As I compose this on my iPoodle (Acer tablet), I am sitting in Orlando, Florida’s airport at Gate 31 waiting to board my plane back to New Jersey.
I strike up a conversation with Laura, who looks to be around my age, sitting next to me. One pleasantry after another we chat and before I knew it, my son, Tailor chimed in on our conversation. He told her about our puppy Alex. Pulling out his DS, he showed Laura pictures of Alex. His animated chatter raised her brow and put a huge warm smile on Laura’s face.
“Your hair is beautiful!” Laura commented. I smiled and thanked her. She shared a picture of her new puppy, which was being held by a curly-haired, adorable little brown-skinned girl. The adorable five-year old is her daughter, of whom she adopted.
In less than 10 minutes into our conversation, Laura and I discovered that while we looked very different and live poles apart, we share a few commonalities. Laura Caucasian with pretty blue eyes on her way to Cleveland… me… well you know… brown-skinned, brown-eyed, curly girl from New Jersey… had several qualities in common.
So what was the purpose of us sitting next to one another? Laura has no experience in working with curly locks like her daughters. She wanted to know how I style my hair and the type of products that I use. I respect her so much for asking.
To be frank with you, I am often disturbed when I see a child of color, whose parents are walking around with untamed locks. I try not to judge but wonder in frustration why the adult is not maintaining the child’s hair. Sometimes I assume that they haven’t taken the opportunity to seek out the answers. Assuming is wrong; I know.
I am so impressed by Laura’s wish to seek out the best and healthiest solutions for her adorable bi-racial curly girl’s hair. I graciously applaud her.
So many woman of color seek out quick solutions and erroneously and prematurely slap the crack (chemical) on what they perceive to be unmanageable hair of very young girls. Why? Because it’s easier than the daily battle of pulling through course, tight, and resistant hair. Because they lack the knowledge of the proper hair care curly locks. Because our daughters see “straight hair” on television, in magazines, and on cereal boxes and want to look like what they are misled to believe is “normal.” Others want their little girl to have the long braided pigtails with a dozen or so colorful dangling bows.
Still Laura has chosen to find better and healthier solutions for her daughter. I began to share my natural hair care knowledge with Laura. We lost track of time and before we knew it, her flight was boarding so our chat was abruptly interrupted. Time did not permit for me to give her the name of the products I use or the websites, etc… So I gave her my email address and invited her to contact me to get the rest of the information. I hope to hear from Laura; there is much for us to talk about.
She was happy to connect with someone who may be able to help and I was equally pleased that along my travels that I could help someone.
There is something innate within me that is greatly placated when I help others. I don’t know what or why, it just does and it feels really good.
I believe that divinity placed Laura and I in the airport together and our meeting was meant to be. Laura’s desire to seek specific knowledge has put her in a place to receive it. She will continue to gain the wisdom simply by way of quest. My life experiences have taught me this; I know.
When we seek answers and knowledge, the process of “seeking” will draw the wisdom that we desire.
“Use your life as a class.”