When was the last time you laughed?
I mean a real deep belly laugh,
one that comes from inside your heart.
Not ready made polite laughter because someone else laughed or
when the situation seemed to call for laughter
but because real humour or joy bubbled up inside
with no time to suppress it.
When was the last time you laughed after a tragedy?
A laugh tempered with a mixture of guilt and relief?
Relief from
a sadness that seems glued to the soul.
a sadness that seems glued to the soul.
Guilt because
deep sadness after tragedy ‘should never’ stop ~
or no one really knows it’s timetable.
When was the last time you laughed just because?
Probably most days,
some tiny joy as light as a feather,
maybe not even noticeable,
touches us.
All those little bits of humour, laughter or smiles,
built up over time
gently soften any heart
making it vulnerable to deep joy.
“So many tangles in life are ultimately hopeless that
we have no appropriate sword other than laughter.”
~ Gordon W. Allport
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