My own beauty reflected The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: "I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected." Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist Narcissus and Goldmund beautyego
I haven't experienced imposter syndrome, and maybe you haven't either An Article by Rach Smith rachsmith.com I have never felt like an “imposter”. I have always deserved to be here, I’ve worked hard. I don’t suffer from a “syndrome”. Identifying the gaps in my knowledge and being aware of what I don’t know is part of my vocation. In recent years it’s become trendy to discuss how we all apparently suffer from this imposter syndrome - an inability to internalize one's accomplishments and a persistent fear of being exposed as a “fraud”. I take two issues with this: it minimizes the impact that this experience has on people that really do suffer from it. we’re labelling what should be considered positive personality traits - humility, an acceptance that we can’t be right all the time, a desire to know more, as a “syndrome” that we need to “deal with”, “get over” or “get past”. workknowledge