It’s interesting, being a blogger with a camera.
Kids get all excited, make all kinds of funny faces, and want me to fill up my memory card with pictures of them. Adults, on the other hand, run and hide.
And I don’t blame them. I used to run away from the camera, as well.
Why? Well that’s obvious. I didn’t want to have an eternal copy of my less-than-perfect appearance. I’m overweight, for crying out loud. From certain angles I even have *gasp* a double chin (and it won’t go away, no matter how much weight I lose). And–horror of all horrors–my teeth stick out. As do my ears.
In other words, I should never have my picture taken, because I don’t look like Cindy Crawford.
It’s comical, but it’s also a really sad reality. Why is it, that we treat ourselves more horribly than we would treat our worst enemy? Think about it: do you avoid looking at your friends, because their teeth or crooked? Do you not want to have any pictures of people you care about, because they look less than perfect?
It’s sad, because the way we regard our physical appearance shows a perfectionism that runs deeper than our skin. We don’t like to be complimented, because we’re not so good at it, as someone else. We’re afraid to take risks, because we’re not perfect yet. We’re not worthy yet. Just as we don’t want to be photographed until we lose weight, we don’t want to try until we are perfect.
You know what? Perfection is overrated. Life is about growing and changing, and our imperfections are what give us room to grow. So get out there and try!
And don’t run and hide when someone gets out the camera. It would be a boring world, if everybody looked like Cindy Crawford.