The Problem with Potential (a poem with some potential)

The problem with potential is that it lives in the future. It is, by definition, not what is happening right now - a fantasy of what could be but isn’t.

The problem with potential is that it is used as a way of putting down what is, in favor of what could be, which is always so much better than what is.

The problem with potential is that it’s a future version of us that we use to measure ourselves against and come up short. Again. Not because we can’t or are unable but because we won’t or because we’re too lazy. Because we have so much potential.

The problem with potential is that it’s often accompanied by an ellipsis and a shake of the head. That’s a shame, he has so much potential.....

The problem with potential is that it’s mean. It’s a mean thing to say about yourself.

The problem with potential is that it infers that everyone has some potential to reach and that anyone who isn’t meeting that potential is a failure, a loser, a rotten seed that didn’t sprout and grow into the big tree that we know it would have could have, if only....

The problem with potential is that it doesn’t trust the goodness in what is, in where you’re at, in what you’re working through, in what you have now.

The biggest problem with potential is that it refers to the most materialistic things: your best body, a successful career, some talent that should bring you fame and fortune (mostly it’s about being renowned and rich). No one talks about their potential for being kind, loving, caring, present, and joyful. Or their potential for gratitude, acceptance, and open-heartedness. 

Potential has so many forms that we often ignore in ourselves and the people around us. Imagine a world where kids are encouraged to live to their potential of kindness and self-love. Where potential becomes not some future goal but a rich, joyful moment of a life lived lovingly.

Now that’s an idea with potential.