For anyone who knows me remotely well at this point in my life, they know that I am constantly paying attention to my body and my environment, and the feedback system it provides me with. After so many years of ignoring it, subduing it, silencing it, numbing it and fighting it – I am happily committed to being tuned in and mindful of this connection, and the wisdom and understanding that comes through it. Apparently, this has become a staple in my daughters life as well.
This evening I was going through clothes with my daughter, Alecks, getting her ready to head back to school. We had some fun and she was getting tired of taking clothes on and off, and by the end of it she was asking me to do this for her. I told her I needed her help because she wasn’t a baby anymore. Again she claimed she was too tired as she sprawled herself across the bed, this time adding that it was my fault! As I failed in my attempt to hide my surprise and consequential disbelief, she went on to say that I was the one that was making her laugh so much, and that this was taking way too much of her energy away from our focus of trying on the clothes. She continued telling me that at school when she ran she could run very fast, unless her friends were making her laugh. Then she became wobbly and wishy washy in how she performed, and that the laughing didn’t allow her body to have enough ‘structure’ to run faster.
So now that I have received this feedback in my world. What the heck do I do with it? I am filled with wonder and awe as I realize just how often this child takes me completely out of the box, and out of the safe confines of my own B.S. (Belief Systems). This child offers me yet another opportunity for expansion. The questions begin racing through my mind. Do we really become weak or wishy washy from laughing? Why do we laugh? Is laughing just a coping mechanism so that we don’t have to really feel that we actually feel bad? Is it something we use as a distraction, and most useful in times of physical healing? Being wishy washy would definitely assist in allowing someone to shift into a more relaxed state of being to allow for healing to take place. Maybe it is through laughter that we offer a true surrender to what is, and let go long enough for a miracle to take place?
However, in our everyday lives, is laughing a happy cover-up for our actual weaknesses? A welcome distraction? Is this a mere shift in the kaleidoscope from the archetype of the Emperors New Clothes that I just read about in Timur’s blog (http://believeinthesummit.com/mirror-mirror/)? I would have never thought of laughing as something to make you lose strength and/or structure, however the spike in one’s frequency would take energy to accommodate. It’s amazing just how tuned in these young ones are. Where we adults take things for granted through our conditioned experiences and responses, they are open to seeking and speaking, not knowing the collective illusions we have bought into and continue to corroborate. I would have never even realized there was a possibility that laughter could affect me in any way but a positive one, I have been told too many times that laughter is always a good thing. As with everything, it has it’s moment of upliftment, but also its moments of detriment, depending on what one’s focus is.
In the case of healing, I would have to still agree that laughter heals, but like anything, it is a tool. And anything in excess creates unbalance and instability which will eventually weaken you. Depending on where one stands, ultimately dictates the view we choose to adopt. My world seems to continuously be thrown outside of the neat and tidy boxes I have created for myself, so I might as well tell everyone what the view is like over here!