Have you noticed how often people can get dragged down into what they think is going on, in fact they get so deep into it that they will often surrender to their circumstances or situation and remain in the dark. As for seeing different viewpoints – hell no, the depth of their suffering obstructs every view but their own myopic one.
Just to be clear, I’ve had various viewpoints over the years. I am willing to listen, to observe, to weigh things up and see how they sit in my gut and my heart. I can’t always see that something might work, but as I’m of a curious nature and one who would rather try things than sit inactive and suffering, I tend to adopt the ‘see it when I believe it’ attitude instead of ‘believe it when I see it’. It’s paid great dividends.
One of the best ideas was to learn to laugh. Many of us say ‘If I didn’t laugh, I’d cry’, most of us do a bit of both!
What is there to laugh about when it’s serious?
Hang on a minute Jackie, don’t be so bl**dy rude and trite. Some problems are no laughing matter, some things are very very serious and we need to behave in such a way so’s to be respectful of the severity of the situation, how dare you belittle serious things.
Oh right yes, the serious things. Can you remind me what they are again? Maybe serious is a word of relativity?
Well there’s illness and death for example, you can’t laugh at them and they’ve very serious.
Really? Illness is a serious wake up call that’s for sure. And I’m well acquainted with the term ‘serious illness’. I have to ask, according to whom is it serious? Does it become serious because a medical doctor tells us that it’s serious, or is it serious for some other reason. What does serious actually mean here? Does it mean that it could be life threatening? Does it mean we must be serious when we’re talking about it? Does it mean that with some very definite change in attitude to ourselves and the symptoms, we might get seriously better?
I’ve come to learn and observe that our bodies are very clever at restoring themselves if we learn how to work with them. I know that not everyone sees this as true and that’s their perogative, but you’ll excuse me if I choose not to join in. Who’s to say that laughter isn’t the best medicine after all. Could it be that simply by being alive and breathing, there is a chance to change attitude and start laughing at the illness whenever they can? Perhaps by laughing at it, we could remove some of the power this ‘serious illness’ has over us.
What would happen if those with illness learned that they could take back responsibility for their bodies and health, I wonder what might happen then. It’d be interesting. Meantime, like Dr Patch Adams, I advocate laughing so that at least there’s some fun in the day.
Death is certainly something which can be seen as serious, usually for the people surrounding the one who is dead or dying. The wrench and loss of someone can be devastating. I concur that it’s not always easy to laugh when our hearts are heavy and sore with loss.
It’s amazing though when we start to tell stories about the person, we most often recount the ones which make us laugh, the fun times we had together, the things which made us feel loved. The loss of someone in our lives means we have to make changes and that can be difficult. It means we have to get used to doing without them, their input, their care and love.
It means we have to find our own way. It is where we put our attention as we grow stronger alone that determines how much we can laugh and when.
Laughter is healthy, it increases our sanity and is a fantastic coping strategy.