A student asked me today, “If you could have any superpower, what would it be?” It’s the kind of question that’s supposed to be fun and lighthearted—maybe the ability to fly, teleport, or time travel. But instead of answering quickly, I paused.

I stalled by asking him what his superpower would be. He said, “Untraceable DNA”…and some of his friends laughed uncomfortably and gave him a little side-eye (because we just finished reading Lord of the Flies and the ending is still fresh so we’re all feeling a little sensitive about human nature right now).

Are you a Ralph or a Jack or a Piggy or a Simon?

And if you’re a Roger, I gotta go.

So, his friends asked what kind of mischief he would wanna get into with Untraceable DNA.

He admitted he’d probably use his powers to mess with people.

I mean, at least he’s honest.

While I was still processing, he asked if I’d use my super power for good or evil…

Bro, I know too much about karma being old as hell…there ain’t no way I’m choosing evil on purpose.

*Plus, I’m still getting clutch parking spots from the treasure chest of good karma I racked up a few years ago…def not ready to give that up.

So, after a few minutes of reflection on it, I told my class that if I could choose any superpower, it wouldn’t be about control or dominance. It wouldn’t be about changing people’s minds or forcing anything to happen. No invisibility or mind reading. Instead, inspired by the character of Simon, it would be something subtler, something deeply connected to who I believe I already am: Reality Weaving.

Imagine walking into a room and instantly sensing what’s unsaid—the tension, the love, the hidden thoughts lingering beneath the surface. With Reality Weaving, I wouldn’t just sense those undercurrents; I’d be able to gently shift them.

A word, a glance, a presence—small, intentional things that ripple outward, nudging people toward truth, toward clarity, toward something they may have been avoiding but are now ready to see.

I think about how many times I’ve unknowingly lied to myself or drafted a false narrative or headed down a path of self-fulfilling prophecies because of my trauma or because of my bullshit or because of all the things inside me that I don’t see and cannot recognize as weapons I’m using for my own self-sabotage.

What if I had a superpower that could help people like me see how they’re getting in their own way and help them out?

Take that risk, start that project, shoot your shot, live your best life, but also, don’t do that, don’t hurt yourself, don’t hurt others, don’t be a douche-baguette…

Not manipulation. Not mind control. I’d wanna help people with their alignment.

Like, a spiritual, emotional, and psychological chiropractor who helps reality unfold in the way it was meant to, removing distortions, revealing what’s already there but buried under fear, doubt, or deception.

I wouldn’t rewrite people’s stories—I’d help them read the ones they’ve already written but maybe don’t fully understand yet.

And the more I think about it, the more I realize that I already try to do this. In my job, in my friendships, in the way I move through the world—I listen, I read rooms, I pay attention to energy. I try to meet people where they are, to offer a perspective they might not have seen yet, to hold up a mirror when they need clarity.

Maybe I don’t have superpowers in the comic book sense, but maybe I don’t need them. Maybe we’re all already doing a little Reality Weaving of our own, just by showing up, paying attention, and helping each other see what’s been there all along.

The more I think about it, the more I wonder: Maybe we are already living with pieces of our superpowers. Maybe superpowers aren’t about laser vision or super strength. Maybe they’re about how we move through the world, how we connect, how we see and influence what others miss. Maybe they start as small abilities—intuition, energy, wisdom—and only become super when we fully step into them.

So, now that I know this, how can I sharpen it? How can I use it to make life richer, fuller, more aligned—for myself and for others?

Maybe real superpowers aren’t something we have to wish for or fantasize about like winning the lottery, maybe they’re already downloaded in us and we just have to recognize and claim them to save the world.