Existential Conditioning
what if hair products made souls glow too

What if our caddies of concoctions cleansed and conditioned our souls as well as our hair? Would my bar of Jason and the Argon Oil shampoo softly strip me of my fears and put me in the pink
so that I, like the Argonauts, would at last begin my own hero’s journey? Would the scent of roses follow me – a sign undeniably un-saintly I am on the path The Little Flower tread?
On days I felt weak, would Power course from my follicles to ventricles to quaking knees? On dark nights, would Glory remind me to embrace the moon, sing to constellations, and swallow like a host the star that falls
just as I happen to gaze upward — my lips doors opening in awe?
The hero’s journey is exhausting, perilous. Ask Samson who, lulled into a deep sleep he undoubtedly welcomed after fighting Philistines and lions, lost his locks. So sorry, Sam,
you had no Revive. It’s leave-in. Like love ought to be, strives to be but sometimes isn’t –
the wrong product for journeys too hair raising to be borne,
to risk rebirthing.
©Jenine Bsharah Baines 2021
As anyone with long curly to kinky hair knows, shampooing is not for the fainthearted. It takes heroic patience.
I am not patient.
The other day, I was engaged in heroic battle with both my impatience and my tangle-prone hair. As I slowly worked the rose-scented Jason and the Argon Oil shampoo through each strand, my eyes fell on the products lining the tub…and, voila, the Muse and I were in business.
Thank you, Victor Sarkin and team at Genius in a Bottle for a home for this pondering. Puns can be so corny, but I love how hair potions often come in bottles — as do genius elixirs.
Tagging Adelia Ritchie, PhD because I sense she will relate to this poem. Thank you, dearest readers — the best spiritual conditioners for my soul ever.
