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We are hard wired to love super heroes. There's something in us that deeply resonates with helping, saving, freeing those in distress. Regardless of age, our hearts thump a resounding, YES! at seeing evil plots foiled and the helpless rescued. What preschooler has not donned a blanket and BECOME super-human?
Being the 'affordable day care provider' for our grandson has allowed me the joy of being reminded of this phenomena. Attaching the velcro strap around his Spiderman mask, HE disappears. Spiderman is on the scene! Turning a small plastic lawn table upside down, he BECOMES Luke Skywalker. Or pumping his chubby round fists, wrinkling his button nose and grimacing his nose menacing face, he BECOMES Hulk.....
Having my fair share of early childhood psychology under my belt, I totally get the the fact that it's all part of the developmental process. Pretending. Role playing. But I wonder. What if that part where we want to help and defend were nourished ?
Although we tend to think that unless we do some gargantuan feat, we are powerless, it's really the seemingly 'small things' that can be huge heroic acts. Offering a smile, a listening ear, or maybe a kind word can make an affective arsenal.
In my own moments of deep discouragement, I've felt a friend free me with their 'super powers' in the form of encouraging words. In times of pressing demands, I've felt their loving laser of help and service lift me.
Mother Teresa said it best in her response to being asked, “What can we do to promote world peace?” She answered “Go home and love your family. That one sentence is laden with all the seeds needed to be a 'super hero' to SOMEONE. Love. We are all capable of THAT super power.
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