It might seem inappropriate to ALWAYS bring laughter. I
mean, there are times and places where it is NOT considered a good practise to
laugh…
Still, I BElieve it has been laughter that has got me
through my most difficult places. It is like a great whoop of release that lets
me fit again inside my skin when times are the most trying and dark.
I’m NOT saying [or even suggesting] we should all break into
raucous laughter in those places and at such moments when BEing solemn and quietly
respectful is sort of the way things are meant to BE, but I AM saying that when
I have been such places and moments myself, I know that without laughter, or
simply the remembrance of laughter, I’d have had a much harder time of it.
Laughter is a language that is universal. If you think for
just the tiniest moment to what happens BEtween the Very Old and the Very
Young, what I think you will remember is how they communicated the great JOY of
BEing with laughter and smiles.
Amazing!!!
There is nothing quite so energising as a baby’s smile, nor
so cherished as those deep crinkly smiles that unfold into laughter from
someone who’s been round the block a good many times.
Laughter?! Bring it on!!!
I love you, Currie
2 comments:
Love the blue in this piece. I am with you on the laughter. I have a terrible habit of laughing at inappropriate times, it is not out of disrespect, but because I see humour in everything and humour is JOY.
Exquisite, lovely photo!
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