Last week I embarked on another journey in items that I make. I started making waist beads. I was real hesitant with making waist beads because I fully understand the spirituality that comes along with making and wearing waist beads. Waist beads are traditionally worn around the waist and only are supposed to be seen by an intimate partner. People wear them for many different personal and spiritual reasons. I fully understood they are not just to be made and worn to be cute (which is nothing wrong with that), however there are many different deeper and spiritual reasons for wearing waist beads. The first pair I was asked to make the first pair many times. Actually this individual wanted some waist beads made by my girlfriend; however she never got around making them for her. So just because this individual asked me to make some several times, I decided to make some. Once I made hers I became overwhelmed with wanting to make more and then some more. Two other individuals asked me to make some and I did. I now really, really, really enjoy making waist beads. I find some kind of release of peace in a completed waist bead. I thoroughly enjoy every bit of what I call myself doing “crafting”. Not saying I made up the word or anything but that just what I call myself doing. But anyway here are a couple of pictures of some of the waist beads I have made so far
Some of these are available at my online store @http://www.artfire.com/ext/shop/studio/EclecticSoul where most of my items are 10 bucks or less.
Here is a sample of some of the items I have in my shop. Please take a look, has two of my favorite artist singing in the background, Lauryn Hill and Bob Marley interpolated perfectly. Mostly everything in my shop is $10.00. Everything in the shop is made by my hands and heart. My shops web address is: http://www.artfire.com/ext/shop/studio/EclecticSoul
Then & Now…Changes
So, yeah. I actually had relaxers once. I grew up (literally) in my grandmother’s beauty salon. She didn’t do relaxers, but she did a LOT of coloring, straightening, press & curls…I loved my Shirley Temple curls. Easter Sunday, I was fly.
I never disliked my natural hair. I was constantly told in various settings (school, work, etc) that natural hair (and let’s be real, we’re talking about NAPPY hair,) just wasn’t going to be popular, or this man liked it less than my long straight tresses, or this job really liked to promote a corporate code of dress. I started to get sick of it around 2003, and I think I needed to get away from my marriage at the time to feel completely good about the transition. The black and white pic above is shortly after I’d finally finished gradually cutting the relaxer out. Talk about…
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