When you’re laughing, I’d bet that you’re not feeling fear. When I’m adrift in all my issues, challenges or life’s drama, I take myself far too seriously and I feel as though I’m losing touch with reality. I become lost in fantasy and obsession. Life becomes joyless because I can’t see beyond what I see as my “burdens” and I find no real satisfaction there. I lose touch with the joy and humor of life and I find that everything around me and inside of me is grim and dark. This is when I most often begin to sense my fears.
One of the many touchstones of my personal growth and increasing sanity is the gift of laughter. Each day as I gain more energy and zest for life, I move into the world where I find many things that are humorous, in me and in other people. When I laugh, I don’t feel alone or afraid.
Laughter is a trait of a happy, healthy human being. Laughter shows that we are a part of humankind. It’s a sign that we’re alive, not afraid and that we’re getting better and better, day-by-day! I’m so grateful that the work I’ve done so far on myself has once again brought me the gift of laughter.
“The best rule of friendship is to keep your heart a little softer than your head.” — Source unknown
Today I feel alone, afraid and confused. I feel as if every action I take is the wrong one. I feel every word that is uttered from my mouth is the wrong one. My self-confidence is zero. I feel unfulfilled in a large part of my life. I’m not sure yet what to do about all of this. When I look at my psychosocial plate in front of me, it is fuller than fat Aunt Lucy’s on Thanksgiving. I want my life to be normal; not some kind of existential, phenomenally cosmic experience or one of extreme wealth and luxury. Just give me a peaceful, happy and fulfilling life; one in which I feel safe, respected and loved. One in which I can trust that my experiences, perceptions and feelings are real and authentic.
I wish I could say that I have that now. But I can’t honestly say that I do. In my relationships with my close friends, I feel out of synch. Our communications are as though we are each speaking a language unknown to the other. I don’t want to be alone, or without my friends, but I feel as though each day puts us further apart, and not closer together or more connected.
Much is going on around me and I find myself being distracted with each frame of each drama that is being played out in front of me. I want to try to help every lost soul I see. There is one in particular I’d like to reach out to and help. I just can’t take him on as a project now. I need to be simplifying my life and not complicating it. I don’t know how much time I have left on this earth; I know that I want to make the most of it, however long that may be. I guess what I’m going to do today is take some time alone and prioritize that ugly mess that is on fat Aunt Lucy’s plate, and just go from there.
- Are You Enjoying The Company of Friends? (itakeoffthemask.com)
- Shaving Cream and Heart Attacks and Learning When To Fear (themillions.com)