I finally did it. All that fabulous hair on my CD cover...I cut it. It barely touches my collar now. This was shorter than I intended, but I'm not the first woman to leave the hairdresser with that thought! So, why did I do it? A few years back I did the same thing, and that time it had to do with dating, or actually, not dating. I hadn't had a steady boyfriend in a long time and was caught up in this obsessive thought pattern of "what's wrong with me - why don't I have a boyfriend"? I had to let go of those destructive thoughts. Our popular culture images like to tell us that women are sexiest with long hair. So, that was my statement that "I'm no longer caught up in what may or may not be attractive to a potential mate". I cut it. My first morning at my day job a guy in the elevator declared "YOU CUT YOUR HAIR"!! Yes, I did. This time it had to do with the music business, oversaturation of pop culture images again and the idea that in order to make music worth hearing you must be under a certain weight, under a certain age, and your hair over a certain length. I had to let go of it, people. So, I cut my hair. I'm still a little panicked about it. But I think we'll be alright. Here's to letting go of obsession and self doubt, one inch at a time.