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Write Now: Superhero You



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Not easy to find the balance, for if one does not have wild dreams of achievement, there is no spur even to get the dishes washed. One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being. 
—May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

If you were a superhero, who would you be?

Discover your strengths


Consider a recent significant success: a time when something went well. You made a great art piece, you gave a good presentation for class, you got your room cleaned before you got in trouble for the dirty dishes under your bed. Describe this success story in rich detail, using all five senses.

+What happened?
+What did you do?
+What strengths did you use? (For example, curiosity, woo, vision, etc.) 


Superhero You!


Look at the strengths you identified above. Give yourself a name and a short description.

Here's an example: A few years ago, I was out for a walk when I saw a man struggling with an empty poop bag. Somehow, the bag had ripped, and the man was trying to figure out how to make use of it. I happened to have two poop bags in my pocket, left over from a morning walk with my dogs. I offered them to him. He looked at me in surprise and said, "Wow. Thank you. How great to meet the Guardian Angel of Poop Baggies." I laughed, happy to have helped.

That experience made me realize how happy I felt when I had a superhero name. And powerful. 



So give yourself a superhero name. And next time you are in a tough situation, remind yourself, I can do it! I’m The Incredible Magic Story Weaver or Secret Avenger of Doubt.

 And please share your superhero name in the comments! 







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