What do you see?
Into my thoughts
After nearly 40 Days of posting pictures of beautiful people I challenged myself to the very same task. Photographed by my amazing husband, Rod, I was nervous and shy and admittedly it was hard not to feel a bit self-conscious. But when I saw my pictures and really looked at them, I was welcomed by positive thoughts and even more love for the path I have been on in search of true beauty. It has been a long journey for me, one in which I am glad to have the company of others. Here is a glimpse into my personal thoughts. I’d love to hear yours.
I didn’t want to post this picture (above) at first because of how my heavy wink distorted my face. But the longer I looked at it the more I saw the smile in my other eye. This picture won’t keep me from winking but makes me think that maybe this is why winks are so fast;)
First thing I saw when I looked at this picture is that scar on my cheek from my adolescent years. Is that that the first thing you saw? Probably not. But my eyes are trained to look for that flaw each time I see a picture of myself. Why can’t I train my eyes to look for what I love first?
I really liked seeing myself from this angle. I felt that feeling, kind of like when something takes your breath away. Maybe it isn’t the best picture of me but I had clearly never seen myself from this angle and my brain found it instantly fascinating. I never knew my nose was so long.
I often posted pictures in #40Faces where people were talking. It was fun seeing picture of myself mid-sentence. Here Rod is asking me questions about how hard church was today with my little girl, Pixie. Funny, that my brow isn’t more furrowed!
You may or may not have noticed my funny ears that stick out. I love them, but didn’t always. In fact, I was called Dumbo and made fun of as a kid because of them. Then one day my stylist told me I just needed to get over it and cut my hair pixie style. I am forever grateful for her. It was my first step in self-acceptance and has changed my life forever.
You can’t see much of my face in this picture, but that’s okay. This picture highlights a feature that is dear to me. I never noticed my cheeks until I married my husband, that is, because my husband noticed them. He would often, and still does, caress my cheeks with the back of his fingers. A habit that my daughter has adopted through his example.
I am in tears writing this post. Why? I can’t exactly say. But I think there is something powerful and moving about really looking at yourself and thinking about all the people who love you, that look at your face each day. They don’t see the flaws and imperfections they just see you and that is beautiful.
Don’t stop here. There is one more face in the series! Click through to see Face 40!
The face we see is the one we should love.
Love your beautiful face!