In reading a back issue of Tin House, I came across this sentence in a review by Luis Jaramillo:
"It's amazing how persistent the feeling of not-enoughness can be."
indeed: we see the fruits of it everywhere. In the people who puff up
and become too aggressive, who overcompensate. In the people whose
talent we admire like crazy, but who shrink from putting themselves out
there. In the people who keep grasping without asking what they really
need. In the various little voices that war inside us about whether we
can do what we are trying to do.
Not-enoughness keeps us seeking,
keeps us striving, gives us goals. It can keep us humble. It can give
us a reason to get up in the morning. But every now and then, I like to
take a pause to say, Right now, in this moment, I have enough. I am enough.