In my last post I talked about getting back to my roots to recharge. It was a reminder from my reading of Superman: Grounded. But it doesn't stop there on being spoken to through graphic novels.
Superman is walking Main Street, U.S.A., to get in touch with humanity again. Along the way his encounters are everyday people with real issues. During one encounter Superman comes into a tricky moment - a lady was going to end her life by jumping off a building. While the police waited below, Superman flew above to meet with her. And spoke to her not in platitudes that everything would be rosy, but of sharing with her what he's learned about loss. Then he waited. In silence. For her to decide. She chose life. (whew)
"To be a hero--and I'm not say I am one, I'm just saying--is to live your life in a small cell whose bars are the principles and rules that define what you will and won't accept. Injustice. Cruelty. Murder. On the night they threw Henry Thoreau in jail for civil disobedience, a friend cam to see him, saying, 'Henry, what're YOU doing in HERE?' Thoreau said, 'No, the question is, what are You doing OUT THERE?' If I am lucky enough, privileged enough to live in that cell, to serve in that box with the word HERO written on it--then I say to you, from somewhere deep inside that box -- What are you doing out there?"
As Superman walked on, the guy was dumbfounded. I, on the other hand, was sparked. I got it. I just needed to define my own small cell. Back to my core values - the principles to live my life by. What was important to me? What could I just not tolerate? I'm not saying I'm a hero, but I certainly don't want to be "out there." This moment with Superman reignited a flame inside my "cell." I hope you see more than a flicker yourself :-)