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The day I cut my hair off...

It was the day of my 36th birthday. I was coming off of a 12-day cleanse, and throughout the entire “releasing” period, I had felt an urge to cut some serious length off of my hair. When I realized my scheduled birthday hike with friends wouldn’t be happening because of the weather, I made a last-minute appointment with my hair stylist (who I’ve been going to for years). It seemed rather divine that her one and only opening for weeks was on the only “free” day I had. That day, after getting my…