I know I’m not the only person that has noticed an exponentially growing, positive impact on their self perception since the beginning of their loc journey. It’s a hard thing to explain, especially to someone without locs or even natural hair. One thing’s for sure, more and more people are experimenting with natural hair and locs (dreadlocks).
My loc journey has helped me understand myself more as a black man.
It has taught me:
Who I am, naturally. To appreciate my physical characteristics more then before. To be proud of my uniqueness. Patience is a marathon, not a sprint race.
Most importantly, my loc journey is helping me free the slave mind in my own head and has encouraged a new level of self-love within myself.
Although it is 2019, that fact still remains the psychological scars from hundreds of years of brutal slavery and generational miseducation plays a significant role in the lives of black people around the world.
I am no exception.
In other words, being a “minority” as far as economic and political power is concerned puts people like myself in a position where survival depends on if I could either assimilate to the dominant culture or be outcasted from the common decencies of a modern civilization to fend for myself.
It’s already hard to enough trying to climb the corporate ladder and maintain cultural integrity. Proudly rocking’ a head full natural locs in the Eurocentric wilderness of corporate America does not make things any easier.
There’s a peculiar inspiration born from being bound to the bottom of the totem pole because corporate authorities refuse to accept black natural hair as acceptable, descent, or professional.
It forces you to a crossroads. Be who they want you to be or be who you are.
More often then not, “be who you are” means you will no longer be financially supported by corporate entity by means of employment or opportunities. Entrepreneurship becomes a top priority for people like myself who are not willing to bend to the inherently prejudice will of corporate America. Yet I still see no other option but to be who I am.
My loc journey has helped get more in touch with who I am as a black man, and has helped me realize my locs are melanated spiritual antennas.
My locs remind me everyday that I am not like everyone else. My locs prove to me that I am in fact unique and can NOT be duplicated. My locs are a reflection of my beautiful struggle. My locs make me feel like a King, growing into his crown.
I will ALWAYS stay up, stay loc’d, and stay tru.