Photographs never lie but they can distort our truth - just like in these photos. I was putting away the dishes when I pick up this dented lid that belongs to my pasta pot. I noticed my reflection. I stopped, looked at myself straight in the eye and I knew that this was my next self portrait post. No prompting, just me doing what I do everyday. Most times, I feel better than I look. I believe photos can distort our truth rather than reveal it. Back in my twenties I always looked better than I felt. Beauty came from two different places at two different stages of my life. I much prefer this place at this stage now - entering into my forties feeling beauty rather than being beauty. Now I am wondering - who is the real me - the one looking at her reflection or the refection looking back?
To see other self-portraits and read about women on the same journey of self discovery stop by ShaktiMama - it is pretty amazing.