Today I laughed for the first time in a while. Like really laughed. Don’t get me wrong, I smile and chuckle and grin all the time. But I’m talking about those loud, deep-throated belly laughs, completely unapologetic and uninhibited hyena-like (think Lion King) guffaws. The kind that make everyone in the room stop what they are doing and just revel in the sound of it. The kind that is so infectious that you find people joining in even when they have no clue what the joke is. The ones that you can’t stop no matter how hard you are choking to breath. I think you have the picture.
I’m the kind of person that people generally regard as an open book. Emotions play freely on my face, clearly displaying what mood I am in. I don’t even try very hard to hide them. I am also a pretty loud person with a matching loud personality. Apparently, when I am not in the office, my absence is keenly felt. So, for the last week or so, the laughs (or should I say chuckles) have been nondescript. Polite and ladylike. Almost mechanical and forced. It was a rough week after all.
Then today I laughed out loud. Honestly I cannot even remember what cracked me up, otherwise I would have shared. It probably wasn’t even very funny anyway. But for me, laughter is therapeutic. A kind of catharsis in a way. When I was done laughing and wiping the tears from my eyes, I felt good. Like really, really good. Like everything was well with the world. Like anything was possible. Like I could face any obstacle that dared to stand in my way. Like life was simply Magical.
That’s what laughter, real genuine laughter does for me. It releases all the toxins in my spirit and just leaves me feeling cleansed. Definitely cheaper than a shrink I’d say!
Find something that makes you laugh every day. And I mean the real belly aching laugh not the fake smiles that don’t even reach your eyes. And spread the cheer around. The world certainly needs it.