Laughter—it is one of my favorite things about me. And I’m so grateful right now that I have found my laughter again. It’s not that I had lost it completely; to people who don’t know me well, or haven’t known me for long, they might even say they think I laugh a lot. But you see, I know my real self (as you know your real self). And the laughter I feel and hear come out of me today feels like a “welcome home.”
While I was watching my dog the other day I had a funny thought that had me in my own secret laugh-fest for hours. He had found a playmate on our walk. And they did the normal dog thing—you know. Sniff-sniff in the front; Sniff-sniff in the back; Sniff-sniff—again in the back!
And I thought, you know, that that’s a really good metaphor for our life journeys. There’s a lot of sniffing around that needs to happen. What’s cool about being an intuit, and sharpening that skill, is that we become more and more like dogs. You know, they KNOW right away from one sniff —sometimes way before the sniff—if that dog is one they want to hang out with or not. It would save us a lot of time, energy, pain, and suffering to have that skill, don’t you think? I would know within seconds if you’re the kind of person to frolic and play with, or if I am better off tucking tail and heading the other direction while you dig that hole you’re working on so passionately. I’m just so glad I don’t have to sniff your butt to find out!
Instead of sniffing butts, some people use humor to connect with others and spread their messages. Wavy Gravy is not just a name of an ice cream by Ben & Jerry. He’s a real man: a political activist turned hippie turned clown and peace activist. He’s one of the bravest people I’ve never met (but hope to one day). Years ago he formed a nonprofit organization (Seva Foundation), which needed to come up with a campaign to raise awareness and funds to help stop the number one killer in third world countries (at the time): diarrhea, a very serious disease. It is a sad fact that it is a deadly illness.
The campaign slogan he came up with and that was launched with rousing success?
Wavy was quoted as saying, “If you don’t have a sense of humor, it just isn’t funny.” By the way, today’s number one killer in developing countries is not diarrhea, although it’s still ranked just as high as lung infections, HIV/AIDS, tuberculosis, and malaria, according to the World Health Organization. Today the number one killer is complications during pregnancy and childbirth, often taking both mother and infant.
Maybe we need to launch a campaign called . . .
“What the Fuck?”
I love to laugh. My final thought on laughter that I’ll leave you with today, as we awaken and deepen together, is this: One of my favorite movies is Michael, with John Travolta. It’s the one where he plays the smoking, drinking, sex-craved archangel Michael. I love the scene where he’s in the back of the station wagon and the radio announcer doing the Farm Report comes on and says, “. . . and Hog Futures is down by one third . . .” and Michael busts out laughing! “Hog Futures? Hog Futures?” he laughs. (Like, really, it is pretty silly what the human game creates as so bloody important, isn’t it?) The rest of the crew in the car stare at him, stunned, not knowing what to make of his laughter, and he winks at them and says, “Ah . . . you gotta learn how to laugh. It’s the way to true love.”