I am not unique

The greatest thing happened to me today. I was told I was not unique. What a reality evoking, life balancing welcomed slap in the face.

How easy it is to get involved in petty childish drama and to let it wrap us up, soak us in at virtually eat us alive.

But that is thing. I am alive. And I have to live. Just like everyone else.

I am not unique.

Just gotta let it soak in.

It is not a negative thing, not at all. But it is not a positive thing. It is a neutral thing. It is a balancing thing. It is a connecting thing. It reminds me that I am like you, like her, like him, like she, like he, like they, like we, like us, like them, like me.

I don't get to walk the planet experiencing things alone, no, we all feel the same things, down to the teardrop.

Don't believe me? Watch a movie, turn on the radio, read a book. We all relate to the same things. We all feel it. Human emotion is so complex, but it is so relatable. It is simple, cliches exist because they exist!!! We are not unique. We are all walking cliches. Embrace it.

We can still all be Superman

When you were little playing Superman, think back: I bet the red cape wasn’t actually a red cape. It was a sheet, or a blanket, or a jacket, or a shirt. Or imaginary. And it probably wasn’t even red. And the red cape didn’t actually make you fly. It just reminded you to believe. It allowed us to close our eyes, and then yes… we flew!

We need to remember this. To close our eyes and put on our red capes and fly.

To believe. To believe in ourselves. We need to remember. Because we forget this simple and basic idea. Because Superman IS going to save our day, yes, absolutely. Superman is coming, in fact, Superman never went anywhere. Superman is you. Superman is me. And Superman is going to save the day, because we are going to save the day. No one else. We can’t forget. Not only can we still be Superman, we ARE still Superman. Sometimes we just need to remember how to put our red capes back on.