“You do care…You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.”
- J. K. Rowling
I’ve been working for the past few weeks on Yoga for Congo Women.
It doesn’t seem to matter how long I know about Congo or hear the stories. My heart aches. I literally cannot bear that this is happening and that we are so complacent about it. I think if I didn’t at least try to do something, I would cease to exist.
I don’t really care if this post sounds overly dramatic. I mean every word. Yes, I’m raw this week, but I always mean it. These women are my sisters, and you never turn away from a sister who needs you.
And I don’t subscribe to that “white woman’s burden” crap (sorry, I’m tired). This isn’t a white burden. This is a human burden.
So, I have a challenge for you. If you’ve been reading my blog for long at all, you know how much Yoga for Congo means to me.
This year, a thrilling change has come about: you can now join us, no matter where you live.
For the first time ever, we are holding a worldwide Yoga for Congo event. It will be completely online. This means that, Saturday, you could join me for Yoga for Congo without leaving the safety and comfort of your own home.
You can make a difference in your pajamas. How amazing is that?
All you need is one hour and the internet. Can it get easier?
Find out more here. Please!