Needing More Laughter

A big belly laugh that cannot be stifled. That’s what my oldest has.

The middle has the most infectious laugh. If it doesn’t make you laugh, the sound will at least make you smile.

While the youngest’s laugh is best described as mischievous. It makes you think he just got away with something or he’s about to.

The sound of laughter is powerful. Having cause for a lot of laughter in your life is even more powerful.

I recently heard a statistic that kids laugh an average of 300 times a day, while adults laugh a mere 15 times a day.

While that statistic can vary depending on what study you look at, there is agreement that kids laugh way more often than adults.

Are we miserable, do we lose the joy as we get older? Are we jaded and far less easily amused?  Or are we just more reserved with age?

I recently went to a Glow Yoga class where our teacher talked to us about this and instructed us to spend the next 3-4 minutes laughing.

Even if we had to fake it at first.

If you can’t laugh in a playful yoga class where everyone is painted and glowing neon colors, then I can’t think of where you can.

But still, it was awkward at first, forcing out laughs that didn’t seem natural.

But then the laughs came easier, laughing at the silliness of it all, laughing at the sound of so much laughter. Laughing because you just can’t stop.

And even when we were supposed to stop, you’d still hear a stray laugh bubbling up from someone, making everyone else laugh.

As if once we let ourselves have that release, we couldn’t stop.

It was therapeutic. More so even than a really good cry.

It made me see that I need more laughter in my life.