I’ve always had a playful side to me, and I think that I have a fun sense of humor too. I’m not sure the family that I grew up in felt this way about me, as a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure they didn’t. There were way more sideways glances, rolled eyes, and exasperated sighs (in response to my ideas) than happy collaboration.
On top of this, I became a teenager in the 60’s; a time where (at least to my mind) it wasn’t cool to be enthusiastic. So I tried to be serious, unaffected, and hip. God forbid you act goofy. The ultimate aim of life was to be taken seriously. Cool people were a little grim, a little dark, a little mysterious, and a little cynical.
When I think back on this now (and when I see others trying so hard to cover up the fun parts of themselves) so afraid of being laughed at, I think, “Oh don’t do that! Let us see your fun side, because if you don’t, life will become dull, and you won’t end up looking cool or hip or important, you’ll just look old, tired, and drained.”
But it seems we all have to find this out for ourselves. When a person really laughs, even if it is about something that I have done, then the world is a better place. Every time true laughter happens, I imagine it as a beautiful energy, wafting out into the universe, never-ending, and ultimately touching everyone with its Light.
The weekend is here, I am going to be on the alert for things to laugh about. My prayer is going to be, “Show me something really funny today. Help me to remember that deep laughter again.”
“I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.” Woody Allen
AND THE WINNER OF THE FOUR LEAF CLOVER IS…..Ususally when I have a give-away, there are a lot of comments, many times, over 50. When only a few came in for the clover, at first I felt a little disappointed but then (reading my own post and actually following my own advice) I started saying “This must be perfect!” …well, it was. You see, there were 15 comments and I have 15, 4-leaf (and even a few 5-leaf) clovers. So by last night I hoped that there wouldn’t be any more comments so I could send everyone one, and that is what happened!
If your clover smells a tad bit musty, it is because it has been pressed into the pages of one of my little books (called My Father’s Dragon) that I’ve had for 50 years…here is a picture of the bookplate.
So, the winners are:
Laurie, Renea, Carol G, Marcia, Pam A, Marian, Rowehill, Cindy Chambers, Sandy Lally, Susan G., Mary Rita, Juliet Bell, Wendy Greenspan, Barbara C-M, and Kathye.
Now your part is to send me (by email) your address, and I will mail your clover out to you! My email is firstname.lastname@example.org