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From Laura Marks, a campaigner for social action and interfaith relationships.
Apparently, video conferencing ages your face by ten years. Hardly a spring chicken anyway, that’s all I need.  Over the past 3 months, as the world moved on line, I’ve confronted the brutal truth that I am now little more than an on screen, somewhat Jewish-looking, if such a thing exists, often frozen, and undeniably furrowed, face. As I struggled with the wifi and found a new respect for teenagers’ use of technology, I can see that my early video conferencing conformed to a standard range of Corona Classic Camera poses The first was up the nose, usually filmed from a phone, and always unflattering, particularly for those of us with floppy chins and jowls.  
Then what I call the angel, the light beaming down from above onto a head of grey roots, and finally, the half face, when I chopped off part of my face, best used when I didn’t really want to be seen at all. Months on, with my makeup bag buried under the pile from my charity lock-down clear-out, I’m not looking or feeling my best.  As commentator Clare Chambers bantered on Woman’s hour last week, I’ve let my hair grow, the grey show and my diet go The Hebrew word for face, panim, is plural.  This emphasises the multiplicity of our moods, emotions and thoughts, with each one reflected in our face. Panim is actually better translated as the "presence" or the "wholeness " of an individual. Pittsburgh based 
Rabbi Mahler reminds us that Each face is like a snowflake, unique in its beauty.  Each face is like a fingerprint, leaving its unique imprint upon the world. With all the current uncertainties I’m sure I’m not the only one worrying about having to face the world again and how to show the world my face.  It’s going to take some time. Meanwhile I’ll take what I can get through the computer screen – working that bit harder to feel the wide range of moods or emotions of the people I still can’t touch, and shining the bright summer light on my own face, straight to camera so they can feel me too. It’s time to celebrate our faces, wrinkles, nostrils and all.