By Bert Stephani
Let me tell you a secret … I’m a superhero. At least I used to be one until a couple of years ago. My superpower to solve pretty much anything: work harder and longer. There was always more of that unlimited supply of energy. But then, one day, I was flying high as usual, right arm stretched forward, left arm along my body, my cape flapping in the wind … bam … I hit a wall and tumbled from the sky. Who would have thought they build walls in the sky?
After spending some time on the earth, dazed and confused, I started to feel a bit better. I raised my right arm again … but … nothing.
It took me a while to realize that I’m a mere mortal right now. I slowly got to grips with the fact that my energy supply is not endless. From time to time, I still forget. But I got better at it and I started to find my way in this human life.
Lately I’ve been finding peace and beauty in the imperfection. Surprisingly, accepting that my energy is limited, gives me more energy than ever. A different energy, calm, steady and more profound.
Every now and then, I look at my old superhero cape and think of all the great adventures I had wearing it. But I’m completely fine with entering a new chapter. I’m actually looking forward to what this mortal life will bring.
