Everyone is Superman—the big “S”—until they get hit with Kryptonite, the small “s.”

Love and freedom feel easy when life is on our side. We fly high, strong enough to conquer the world. But then—out of nowhere—Kryptonite.

It’s the darkness. The flaw. The wound you thought had healed. The betrayal that rips you open. You think you’ve lost your power, your sense of self.

But here’s the truth: You never lose power. You simply forget who you are.

The stories we carry can weigh more than the pain itself. We grip them so tightly we don’t allow ourselves to heal. And yes—sometimes it makes you question if anything means anything. But meaning always reveals itself when we release what was never ours to hold.

Life isn’t random. It’s full of meaning, complete with purpose. There’s no big guy in the sky pulling strings for fun. The universe is generous—always reflecting the meaning you choose to give your wounds… or your gifts.

It’s always up to you. You are the creator. You are the manifestor.

The takeaway—- We are all part of this wild, wondrous, metaphysical experience. The path to healing is the same as the path through suffering: the right mindset, and forgiveness for ourselves—because we’ve done nothing wrong.

Go beyond the ordinary. YOU are legendary—not in ego, but with the grit that comes from knowing the truth of who you are.

Show up. Be accountable. Live it all—the good, the bad, and the “what the fuck just happened?”

Thy will is always done.