Conceit: (n) excessive pride in oneself
What is excessive?
It reminds me of the old saying about prunes: “Is two enough? Is six too many?”
Of course, the source of that little piece of whimsy is that if you eat too few, your bowels won’t flow, and if you eat too many, you end up
I guess that’s the way it is with conceit.
If you don’t have enough self-awareness to believe in your abilities to get you through the tough times, then you’ll probably have a life that’s constipated–gripped in fear.
On the other hand, if you think the journey is all about proclaiming the power of your excellence, you will produce so much information that people will not want to be near you.
Here’s a simple way to handle it: when someone asks what you do, tell them without adding any of your credentials and awards.
For instance, someone asked me the other day: “What do you do for a living?”
I responded, “I’m a writer.”
I stopped. I didn’t explain what I write, how much I write, or whether someone, somewhere decided to give me an award for my scrawlings.
As it turned out, they were completely comfortable with my answer and pursued no further.
Had I produced one more “prune of thought,” my questioner would have been turned off by my self-gushing.