Tag Archives: Laughter

The Importance of a good laugh

I’ve worked in some very serious environments. But you see I’m a natural laugher – yep I’ve coined a new term to describe myself. I love to have a laugh, with friends, family or even by myself. I laugh. And it is no quiet demure laugh, it’s wild, it’s hysterical sometimes, and it’s so empowering. (I do have different laughs for different occasions, but I’m talking about the belly laugh here).

I always think maybe I should go into laugh therapy – the world needs to stand back and have a good laugh at some of the idiocy that is plaguing it. So many people, buzzing on stress and caffeine – and for what? To keep up with the mythical Joneses? Is it really necessary?

But back to laughing, I have laughed through the worst times of my life. When my mother died, my older sister made me laugh with her whale impressions – spouting water and all – I loved it, and it made me for a moment or three forget the grief that was boiling up inside of me. And I laughed recalling some of my Dad’s finer moments as we as a family sat around deciding what to include in his funeral sermon. The laughter was good, and I am not ashamed of it. It helped me cope with the way my life was changing dramatically.

I try for a laugh a day – at a minimum. This is made much easier by having my son around – who happens to make me smile, and laugh with his funny ways. But in the workplace, I’ve encountered some frowns when laughing, but I’ve also had people come up to me, and say thank you for making me laugh, I needed that. Or when a supervising officer popped his head into the office, asked if I was on laughing gas, and then I made him laugh too…..

In the high pressure environments I’ve worked, I’ve found that it’s good to make your team laugh, to have a group chuckle. It brought the team I led for seven odd years, together, and we could laugh over the stupidity of the bureaucratic system we worked in. And for that we were all grateful. (And it also helped when our backs were against the wall, racing to meet a deadline, we worked as a team to achieve the goals).

I also had one supervisor thank me for bringing a bit of laughter to the working environment. People would walk past my office feeling blue, and then they would pop in if they heard me having a laugh, and would themselves smile or laugh, and leave a little bit more light-hearted. And I think that was a simple kindness I could give them. A gift that they could take back with them.

So if you can – give the gift of laughter today!


Cheeky laughter

Sitting down to type today’s post and I’m greeted with “Mummy, I’ve not done something too cheeky, like locking the cat in a cupboard….” my heart sinks….what does he consider too cheeky today? Well it’s locking his daddy out of the house……

And then the best bit, me having to unlock the doors he’s managed to lock, and hearing him runaway with cheeky laughter following him. He’s built himself a cubby under the kitchen table while our renovations continue, and our darling son is having a hoot.

The cat wants to come in with him – I think finally at the age of thirteen, Athene the cat has developed a liking for and a passionate interest in little boy cubby houses. There’s the added bonus that the household’s cushions have all disappeared in there so it’s lovely and comfy, and the dog can’t fit her great big nose in, also has a benefit.

So under the table this afternoon is one little boy, singing Happy Birthday to his imaginary friend, and a large British Blue cat, who thinks she’s outsmarted the dog. Life is good.


Males and what they have taught me……

A post to the men in my life:

I grew up in a predominantly female household, so now I’m living in a predominantly male household, I get a chance to reflect on the male perspective.

I truly love the differences, though sometimes I just don’t get the jokes that are told. I just don’t get how you can keep laughing about bottoms, or farts or weeing…..but they do. I love to hear the little boy happy laughs, when my son is with friends and they’re cracking themselves up with jokes about such things. The laughter goes on and on, and it’s so uplifting to hear small people having such a good time.

The lesson of unrestrained laughter, is just one thing that I have learnt from my son and my partner. They sit there and just laugh, and laugh and laugh……and I join in. There is something so amazing about a laughter high. It cures everything……or at least helps you forget for a while…..

I also adore the fact that they are not at all self-conscious – they will just wear whatever they feels comfortable with. My son for example will happily wear odd socks, t-shirts that are too small or back to front trackie pants if I let him. He just wants to be out and about. No worries that he looks like he’s dressed himself in the dark – which often he has.

It’s this freedom of movement and existence I love, they do not have a media circus who tries to sell them the line that they’re just not good enough. There is this message, that is almost delivered daily to women, that we need to spend money on things that will make us conform to an ideal of beauty that a very large proportion of women can never achieve (I for one am unlikely to grow another six inches in height, or develop long legs, or remove my laughter lines…you get the picture). Like a dark shadow that haunts us, and drags us downwards to places I ponder is it there to control us? To somehow subjudgate us? To keep us from realising our full potential? For I have learnt from the beautiful men who inhabit my life, that life is about experiencing it, laughing with it, and just living it. And the realisation that we should be happy to be who we are, not who we want to be.

This is not to say that aspiring to change something about yourself, for yourself is a bad thing, I just think we spend so much time trying, wanting, desiring, that we don’t spend enough time in the present, actually living and enjoying.


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