Napturally Yours - the intro

I've been tiptoeing around the idea of blogging about natural hair for a minute. Not to give advice, because there is enough of that out there. Good and bad. I just want to vent.

I invite you to explore the misfit posts that already shed my view on the subject, one and two before I go any further.

In my last post, I explored the topic of natural conformity or what is most expected and accepted from naturals. The curls. And I went on to explain how I didn't appreciate the fact that my coils are overlooked and not deemed as worthy. I listed the things I wouldn't do to my hair, heat training, and how I felt these things took away from the natural "movement". I feel now I have some explaining to do.

Rarely do you see me with my coils free. Yes, combing them daily does cause stress I do not wish to expose my hair to. And I'm lazy and detangling takes a while. Yes, when my hair is free 75% of the time I'm sporting curls. Normally an out of some type. But please,

Don't take my twist/flat twist/knot out for conformity to mainstream standards of what natural beauty should be under the all time supreme white standard. I like curls just as much as a white chick but I'm growing to resent them. It makes me feel like I'm giving up on my coils so that my hair will be more widely accepted. To which I truly say I don't give two left foot shoes what somebody thinks I'm doing. I still don't confirm. I still don't give a fuck about your opinions. I still love my kinks, I just want to keep them safe.

What am I trying to say? What's the point?

Love who you are naturally, in whatever form it might take. But do what it takes to protect your edges. Lol

I love my kinks. Fuck the status quo. I think I may have just created another way to divide us and I'm not even working for sir whitey, but you must admit you've noticed the lack of kinks/coils in "acceptable" natural platforms.

Whatever. I'll make more sense as I keep blogging on the topic.

Napturally yours,

Mama Misfit

ACEM Part 37

--On spirituality

As I sit in bed regretting not going to church today, but this headache is whupping my ass, I thought about something.

I originally had this thought when I was asked why I went back to church.

So, let's backtrack.  I was raised Catholic.  Got all my necessary sacraments.  Was happy.  After Katrina, my church was closed, probably because the Archdiocese didn't appreciate the coins we were running them.  I didn't have a church home and visited a lot of churches I ended up not liking because they preached intolerance.  And as someone who identifies as an other, AND never encountered such bull in my home parish, I pulled away for the church altogether.

But here comes baby girl and I just want her dipped in the water, which I know will be a challenge for me as an unwed mother, but really the Catholic church need to get it's head out it's ass and realize it's flock may wander.  Just like them priest did.  And where is the flack for the unwed fathers?  It's not like we knock ourselves up.

Anyway,  the real  bottom line is I don't think I can teach my child spirituality.  Why?  Simple.  Her soul ain't mine.  Has different needs.  I've seen this with my mom trying to help me out but my soul was like "see the way I'm set up..."

The foundation of my spiritual beliefs come from my church days.  I sang with the choir, loudly.  And when I was finally able to  join the choir I got the nickname "lil miss big mouth".  Cuz I held it down for the sopranos, lol. 

It wasn't until I did a lot of growing and maturing, and exploring did I realize my religion is the arts.  Whether I'm good at it or no.  Singing, acting, dancing: my praise and worship; along with the sound of the water, water in general, and firming planting myself (especially belly button) to the earth.

But this talent I found in church and still do. Yes I receive the word, but the music...

I don't know what will please my daughter's spirit but I want her exposed to whatever can help her grow up happy and healthy, mentally and physically, and SPIRITUALLY.

I think this is just food for her toolbox.  No matter what religion she becomes or what or who she believes in, she will always know her form of worship is hers and acceptable.

Now who wants to volunteer to expose her to other things like yoga and mediating?
because my spirit
CAN'T!!!!

I'm serious tho.

Mama Misfit, out.