I live in a spot on the earth, where we change our clocks twice a year to maximize daylight.  Personally, I love it.  Some people don’t.  I feel more energized with the longer days.  And because I live in a cold climate, I get excited with the spring change because I know summer is just around the corner.

Changing our clocks like we did this past weekend, however, does not change time itself.  Our daylight increases despite the number registered on our clocks.  Daylight is doing its own thing.  It does not depend on us to vote or decide what it should look like, or what number we agree to call it.  We get the amount of daylight given to us based on the season and where we’re standing on the planet.

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Nature doesn’t have to justify itself.  Your passions are a natural part of you; as natural a part of you as the rising sun appearing from the east.  Like...

I had to do it. 

It was one of the hardest things I’ve had to do.  My Stylist and I had been together for nearly 20 years.  She took good care of me.  She understood what I needed.  She gave me what I needed.  I was happy.

I followed her from place to place when she moved locations several times.  I watched her business shrink and grow.  I was with her through the birth of her second child.  I knew her hobbies and interests.

Then for some unknown reason, we were no longer connecting. 
 

Has that happened to you? 

Things are clicking for so long, then something feels off and you can’t explain it. 

I don’t know how it is for you, but for me (and I think I may be speaking for a lot of women), finding the right hair stylist is even more important than getting the right doctor.  Call me naïve if you will, but getting the hair right is one of the greatest expressions of who you are. 

I expect...