Unveiling the shroud of mystery, wouldn't that be the most peaceful dream for our body and soul? I realized: The hardest censor ever, might be myself.
Stepping in front of the camera stirred old hurts and humiliations, and helped me move through and envision a new story of freedom and personal power.
At one point I walked fully up to myself in the full length mirror and couldn’t find air, couldn’t find words. I realized in that second, I was seeing my now-self for the first time.