A young woman walked into the Qigong class this morning with blue hair. The last time I saw her, it was a striking black, but hey the weekend happened and there isn’t a lot going on over the weekend when you are in treatment. So it isn’t far fetched to see how someone would agree to getting their hair dyed blue.

Once Ken cut about 12 inches of hair off of me on a weekend. When I went to the beauty saloon to get it shaped up — the hairdresser scolded me. She said my husband and I should rent movies when we get bored — not cut hair!

Getting back to the blue hair girl though – I was reminded when I saw her that I used to have purple hair. I actually paid a woman named Jody to add purple highlights in my bangs. It looked great!

One of my favourite things to do in life is either ignore children or mess with them. So, when children saw me; the very brave ones would exclaim — “You have purple hair!” I of course always replied with, “God gives purple hair to those that can fly.” The child usually questioned me with wide eyes, “You can fly?”
My answer — “I have purple hair don’t I.”

These days, no one asks me about my grey hair — they probably know we can fly.