Something happens when we face the truth about ourselves. For one thing, there is no room for pomposity, arrogance, or self-absorption. More than one person has pointed out how closely conjoined “humility” is with “humor.” A sense of humor, like a true sense of humility, involves ruthless honesty about who we are, without disguise or pretense. The temptation, of course, is to become weighted with gravity, and to take ourselves very seriously indeed. The point is that the opposite route is the direct one.
The truth of the matter is that we are singularly gifted in avoiding self-discovery, even though we pay lip service to it. Impressed with our self-importance and weighted with the seriousness of the adventure of self-discovery, we are sitting ducks for missing the meaning of what is going on.
One of my favorite blogs, Whiskey River, offers a steady stream of wisdom. Thank you to WR for bringing Donnelly’s quote to me. (The tagline on the site is a quote by Vladimir Nabokov that always inspires: “Our imagination flies; we are its shadow on the earth.”)