
I was reminded recently of one my own core values that my recent delving into more serious matters has me forgoing. That is the value of humor. I love to laugh. But I have not been honoring that value of late. And all it took was a movie to shake me out of austere torpor. Yes, that’s right. Deadpool, once again, has reached his unlikely hero’s hand down to me and lifted me back into a levity I had forgotten to miss.
Now that I have been reminded of the value of not taking myself too seriously, I will not entirely abandon the responsibility of the more serious delving, but also continue to reach for the ballast of joy. Of levity. It is not my intention to stomp so heavily upon the earth that my path descends downward into the darkness, but rather to step lightly and lithely onto the clouds, lifting others up with mirth instead of dragging them down with gravity.
As I am not immune to gravity myself, sometimes I need a hero’s hand.