Our curls are portals—ether weaving through strands, connecting heaven to Earth.
We are transmitters and receivers. Our hair feels things before we do. It absorbs sun, air, moonlight, even sound.

So if your hair curls, coils, spirals, or twists—honor it.
Speak to it. Bless it. Let it be wild and free, like the cosmic forces that shaped it.


My curl is a galaxy dancing in time,
A spiral spun by Creator’s design.
It listens to stars, it speaks to the moon,
It hums with the ether, a celestial tune.
So I won’t tame what the heavens have kissed—
For every curl is a holy twist.

~Amber Rindosh

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