Friday, February 12, 2016


For the last two nights I have suffered from a bit of insomnia.  At one point, my mind wandered to the topic of “superpowers.”  Thanks to a Google search, I now know there are more than ten thousand  superheroes (in print and film) recorded on one website with many times more superpowers.  Their top one hundred list, contains many powers I have never  heard of.  The list has gone way beyond Elizabeth Montgomery’s ability to twitch her nose as Samantha on the old TV show, “Bewitched”.  

As to my insomnia fighting thoughts on superpowers,  sure, I wish I had one, doesn’t everyone? My thoughts though, have run more along the lines of how much better the world would be if those powers were allocated only for good and each of us actually had at least one. 

If each of us just had the ability to stop pain in others, for instance, how much happier this world would be. If we could start with things like natural disasters, poverty and cancer and move down that mountainous list to items like anger, corruption, narcissism, and even splinters; we could possibly live in a world where power doesn’t corrupt and governments really were “for the people” not just the privileged few. Wouldn’t it be nice if self confidence was never in danger of becoming  narcissism, or anger getting out of control.  A world where everyone followed the eleventh commandant to love one another as Christ loved us.

Just for today, however, I would love to twitch my nose and find myself in a brightly colored  cabana, sipping an umbrella drink and reading a romance novel on some deserted tropical island.          


  1. Dreadful that I am, my wishes for a super-power are never so noble. Whenever I've thought about it, I've wanted to fly. On the personal side, I'd like to be able to accept without being cowed. I can't think if that combination has a name of its own - but that's what I'd like! Today - even if you are not able to twitch your nose and magic it up - I hope the very thought of visiting your cabana will make you feel relaxed and refreshed.

  2. Now that I'm a older and crankier it's probably better that I don't have a superpower. When I was young, I always fancied having the ability to fly and to become invisible. I think the invisibility part might say something about me back then.

    1. Pat, as the name of this blog shows, I also found that getting older made me crankier. For most of my life I've felt invisible. I am always the last person people think of when things are good and the first one everyone wants to find when things go wrong. So, I guess I already have being invisible as a superpower. The idea of flying kind of scared me until I finally took my first plane flight at age 60. But, I think your right at my age it's probably better for everyone around me that I don't have a superpower.