Laughter

Who doesn’t love to laugh or hear others laugh?  

I don’t think there is a day that goes by that I don’t laugh…please keep in mind it is usually at myself.  

For example, when I am doing Yoga I can very easily create new poses (based on my interpretation of the instruction) which generates some laughter from myself and/or others.  Other times it is when I finally come to the realization that I don’t know my right from left and I will let out a giggle.  

In years past, most of the Yoga classes I took would not take too kindly to outbursts of laughter (except Bella’s class).  Thank goodness my practice contains very awesome women that get me.  But I digress.  

My youngest brother is a jokester.  He is always trying to pull a fast one and get a family member believing something he made up. The stories are rather funny in an unbelievable sort of way.  Especially when one of us falls for it.

Not too long ago, on a whim, I finally played back and turned the tables on him. I pulled our middle brother into it (he knew what I was doing) and got my mother involved too.  Well, I have to say, I was tickled with myself when it all came together in a matter of minutes.  

When I received my much anticipated call from the jokester, I laughed so hard, and long, I was crying.  It was one of those deep cleansing laughs from the soul that kept going and going and going.  A 10 on the laugh scale.  

What soap is to the body, laughter is to the soul.

~Yiddish Proverb