There’s nothing like it.  After dinner giving thanks we played games and I laughed so much my stomach hurt.  It is a sign of truly being in the present–just laughing. It makes time disappear.

We laugh at our mistakes, our foibles, our prejudices, our hysterical cultural rules.  Think of someone like Lenny Bruce and George Carlin who threatened us with words we avoided to show us the ludicrous practice of what is not said or tiptoeing around the huge elephant in the room that squashes our lives flat.

Here’s a blessing for all the comedians in the world in my life.  Laughing with my kids with funny stories about those who now have died.  It brings that spirit back into our hearts, minds and right there in the room we defy gravity and are free to fly in love.  Let us soar on the spirit of those such as Erma Bombreck, Mae West and Gilda Radner–women who pressed the envelope through their bras, clutter and cancer to make us laugh at life.

What if life is a human comedy rather than a tragedy?  Again today I call forth the prayer of Hafiz who said:

God and I have become like two great big fat people in a small boat.
We keep bumping into each other and laughing.