Living Light: Lessons of Less

I don't know what inspired me to do it. Was it something momentous that helped make the decision? A moment of frustration? Pulling my scalp in anguish that somehow sparked the pulling of an idea out of my mind? Last fall, I remember twirling a strand around my finger one day, all silky and perfectly hombred, and just knowing, without emotion or dramatic declaration: this has to go. I need to cut my hair. ...more