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Laughter for No Good Reason

I think I finally found a form of exercise that matches my longing to promote the value of happiness! It’s called Laughter Yoga. Curious? Check it out!

I don’t know about you, but it is far too easy for me to spend way too much time in my head and not enough time honoring the very body that gets me through my day. I forget to eat in favor of finishing a task at my computer. Before you know it I can run out of time for my afternoon walk. I work way too hard trying to figure things out, find the solution, or force the answer to come, rather than wait to be inspired. Sound familiar?

Now, don’t get tempted to rough yourself up about these tendencies. Wow, that’s so easy to do. My thoughts immediately want to go to default until either I or one of my friends says something to snap me out of it! Those are good friends to have. Being your own worst critic only makes things worse, and is a sure detour from happiness. Just chose again not to let your mind have control, and return to be grateful that the world is a friendly place if only we would give it a chance to demonstrate it. It’s all in how we choose to see it.

Last night I enjoyed watching Wayne Dyer’s new PBS special, Inspiration. His work has long inspired me! Dr. Dyer has been a consistent pioneer and advocate for spiritual growth and personal consciousness. I admire him because he has walked his spiritual path before our eyes. With one book after another he raises our consciousness. Both Dr. Dyer and Marianne Williamson are the two speakers that I believe to be exceptionally brilliant in their ability to quote and cross refer from many sources with nary a note in front of them!

I was reminded by Wayne Dyer’s presentation last night that we make life so complex, so often closing our eyes to the simple miracles around us. We keep ourselves so busy that we go numb to cope and accelerate under the illusion that if we just run fast enough that we will somehow be able to do it all. We abuse ourselves with these unrealistic expectations we hold. It is hard to let inspiration in when we keep ourselves so constricted and over worked.

I have been tapped on the shoulder with the same message several times this week from several unrelated sources. How loud does The Universe have to