Narcissus
I have always been using narcist, or narcissism, words like that. What I never know is that Narcissus is part of the Greek mythology.
Interesting.. Haha.. In the mythology, Narcissus fell in love with his own reflection, i.e. fell in love with himself. As he can’t get what he loved, he then died and became a flower.
There are many versions of his story. One of it is Narcissus dived into the water in order to get closer to what he loved, he drowned himself. After he died, the lake into which he dived, turned into a salty lake.
"Why do you weep?" the goddesses asked. "I weep for Narcissus" the lake replied. "I am surprised that you weep for Narcissus," she said, "for though we always pursued him in the forest, you were the only one that could contemplate his beauty close at hand." "But… was Narcissus beautiful?" the lake asked. – “You do not know that?" the goddesses said in wonder. "After all, it was by your banks that he knelt every day to contemplate himself!"
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."
What the lake said touched my heart. A lot of times, when other people praise us, or see the good in us, we will treat them better. That’s why sometimes if we want to engage a person in a conversation, it is good to sort of praise the person, or say things that the person likes. In a way, we all like ourselves. When we see the beauty in us, we feel happy. But we are insecure, that’s why we need praises.
I wish other than looking my reflection from this person’s eyes, I can see more than that. Can I?
