Super Heroes

Super Heroes

It’s that time of year again. The temperature outside starts dropping giving us a break from the three digit days of last summer. The darkness gradually comes earlier than months before. The grass and trees begin to make their transition from green to yellow to brown. We remember to go deep in our closets and pull out those dusty long sleeve shirts or lite sweaters to prepare for the cool days ahead. The kids start talking about Halloween because they see the signs in the store windows. They also begin imagining how much candy they will get in their trick-o-treat bags. But more importantly they talk about what they are going to be on Halloween. I’m sure there will be countless superhero costumes.

With all this excitement in mind, I began to think more about super heroes. Maybe it was because my husband was watching Daredevil. Daredevil is a television show about a vigilante/superhero who is trying to keep the bad guys from destroying his city. Like a kid trying to decide what costume to pick I thought that if I were a super hero what would I be or what would my powers be? I would love to be able to speak all languages on our planet. I mean I would love to be able to travel to Shanghai, Brazil, India or Senegal and speak the languages with ease and no preparation. See an animal and understand what it needs. Be able to speak all the languages of every living form in the world. Can you imagine that?

I just had a moment while sitting here in my super hero wishing mode. We are all blessed with super hero powers. It’s just not what we think it is, because life imitates art. We believe what we see, and have no faith in the unseen. We just have to look/feel a little closer. Only presence can help us to see clearly these gifts. I thought about all the people that are close to me and those who have supported me and taught me lessons. They are like my earthly super hero survival team.

My husband is the Grounder. When I am being too much he is the reference point that helps keep me present at base and reminds me to just be and do me. My daughter is the Imaginer. She reminds me to be a kid again and to use my imagination to create what I want in life. My son is the Compassionate. He never lets me forget to love and be kind to others. My brother is the Traveler. He’s taught me to expand my knowledge and go places outside of my element to try new things. My friend Jack is the Agape and he is able to give over the top amounts of love that helps me transition back into a happier person. David is the Visionary and is able to see beyond the present and guides me away from a negative path and onto a positive path. My friend Iesha I would call her the Genuine Warrior. She sees bull a mile away but will let me be myself and If I am not she will be the first one to get in my face and tell me to snap the hell out of it and keep it real. Dun is the  Energy Manipulator. He has taught me how to maintain a positive energy flow though exercise and how to use it to my advantage. Tameka is the Easy Going. She reminds me to chill, keep it simple and relax a bit. There are many others you could call them the smiler, the laugher, the giver, the hugger, or the prayer warrior. They all teach and bring me joy in knowing that it’s great to be human. THANK YOU!

We all have our own special language to speak.

I am realizing that all these people in my life are super heroes and they share their gifts with me constantly. They are all here to help me be the best me and to share and teach their gift to others who are in need. It’s amazing. Talk about aha moments. I think most of us know that we learn from others and we are aware that some of our gifts speak louder than other gifts, but wow all these people have everyday blessings that go unnoticed when we are stuck in our minds roaming aimlessly through life. And you know what, I am a super hero too. I am the Inspirer. I inspire people sometimes through writing to help them see another part of their true self. I see the best in people. I’m also blessed with the ability to guide people and encourage them to turn on their inner light so the world can see Gods gifts that need to come out of the darkness.

©2015 by Allura Eshmun

 

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