Just Make It Better

Photo by: Tony George

Over at my 84 Things to Live By post, Leimrod commented that he didn’t see how yoga is essential to life.

I suppose he has a point. Yoga’s recent travels into the westernized world has definitely poo-poohed yoga’s authenticity. There are hoards of Lululemon adorned people lugging mats to studios hoping to find divinity or at the very least, a good workout. Many of these people are just posers, bending into pretzels, feeling hip and trendy with every stretch. These components (as others) could make one wonder, as Leimrod has, why is this essential to life?

It’s silly and slightly melodramatic: I wish that people could just stop being hurt so much. I’m an ENFJ and one of the things that it says about me is that I pretty much see the potential greatness in everything.  I can quickly and meticulously identify where something or someone exemplifies space for improvement. In essence, I long to make things better. (Go figure.)

I’m always thinking about the women in Congo. People who are losing their homes. Children whose genius is being ruined with poor instruction, malnutrition and unkind direction. I hate knowing everyday civilians in Iraq experience massive devastation.