Stress

Stress is like ocean water:

you either

harness its energy

to move beyond boundaries

or you

flounder, paralyzed,

beneath its enormity.

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Firestone Friday: Poem XXI

A powerful freedom

exists in knowing

that your identity,

your unchanging essence,

and your inextricable value,

do not rest

in production,

so whether you produce

triumphs or failures

or nothing at all,

you remain

as richly radiant

as you always have.

Mocked

Can you beleive

how they mock me

for the way that I speak?

“Logan uses big words now.”

There’s nothing so

beautifully individual

as one’s pattern of speech,

the path to self-expression,

the words that hang on your lips,

whispering to the listener

the secrets about who you are

and where you’ve been.

It’s ok if I’m sad,

but weird if I’m morose or sullen.

It’s normal if I’m happy

but too much if I’m euphoric.

I won’t reduce my language

just so that you like the sound if it.

 

(I don’t, and would not, hurl insults at another’s self-expression, and I won’t carry shame — or ignominy, if you don’t mind — for mine.)

3 Things Harry Potter Taught Me

When the reader explores the thousands of pages covered in the magical adventures of Harry Potter, she cannot help but to learn something extraordinary, even if she is as reluctant to embrace lessons as Ron Weasley. Here are some things that I have carried with me long after leaving the Great Hall.

1. Creativity can be more powerful than magic.

Even when you’re crushed, cornered, or conquered, creativity can creep in unnoticed and trounce your oppressors. I’m thinking here about Hermione convincing Professor Umbridge to follow her and Harry deep into the Forbidden Forest, where, much to their chagrin, the Centaurs vanquish Umbridge for them. Harry and company were beaten, bested with no chance of recovery, except that Hermione had so much creativity it proved to be even more impactful than a magical wand.

2. Appearance is without value.

Of course, I would like to argue that I long knew this, but do any of us actually internalize it? What I think is unique about the presentation of appearance in HP is this: the ugly and the outcast are not always good and the attractive, alluring characters are not always bad. In fact, they’re not always anything. Hagrid is an honorable outcast, but Wormtail certainly isn’t. Lockhart is captivating, but craven and self-obsessed. Cedric is both handsome and heroic. Appearance, HP seems to say, is happenstance; character is the stuff of consequence.

3. Age?

Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore effortlessly unite to communicate a revolutionary idea: age is an illusion. So, age isn’t an illusion, exactly, but our understanding of age certainly is. We make two mistakes: we think elder people are superior and we think elder people are inferior. Yes, somehow we make both mistakes at once. We think children or young people are inexperienced fools who contribute nothing worthwhile while also considering elders obsolete. (We somehow find a way to devalue every human.) Harry and Dumbledore lay those mistakes bare. Harry and Dumbledore are two of the greatest, most impressive wizards we encounter — one a child and the other supernaturally advanced in years. It is not one’s rotations around the sun that crafts one’s ability, value, experience, or intellect — it is the composition of his soul.

What has Harry Potter taught you?

On ‘Different’ Interests

I’m yet fascinated

by the way “jocks”

deride “nerds”

for their interests in

books, video games, cosplay,

anime, or the thousand other obscure

storylines we adore.

I’m just as amused when “nerds”

shame “jocks” for their

shallow fixation on meat-headed sports.

It seems I live many lives

with my fantasy football team

and my Wizards Unite augmented reality Harry Potter mobile game

and my many DraftKings entries

and my Pokemon GO collection.

As I sit cozily in my Zelda Christmas sweater

selecting my Sunday Night Football lineup,

I feel like a strange conglomeration of humans.

(It already feels as too much to be just one human, doesn’t it?)

But then I think, yet again, how unexpectedly similar these worlds are,

the domain of the nerd and the territory of the jock.

In both experiences

we entertain an affinity for players or characters,

build an entire space with specialized rules and abilities,

watch with intense anticipation in our uniforms or costumes,

pump fists as our team or character performs to their potential,

read news, share updates with companions, and learn more

about our favored sport or video game.

So, I, an amorphous assemblage of human interests,

will fist pump as my wide receiver makes a 30-yard touchdown catch

and as my Ultra Ball finally captures an evasive Pokemon,

just the same.

 

What collections of interests do you enjoy that are seemingly at odds or mutually exclusive?