Help Self Help

I find it intriguing that our culture is so smitten with self-improvement efforts. Especially given how slowly people change. I guess I'm admitting I'm old enough to have some experience with the pace of self change.
Intriguing and irrational, but hopeful nonetheless. Despair would be worse. Resignation or fatalism.
No, for all the difficulties involved, I'm glad we err on the side of trying to become healthier and healthier. It speaks to an inner plumb line somewhere within that knows something is amiss. More significantly, it recognizes, even if only dimly, a beauty and fullness that seems to belong to us. If only we could reach a bit further and lay hold of it.
And so we reach. Most all of us reach. I head off into my day now to do some reaching.