Greetings from all of us here at Serenity Now.
I (Brooke) want to thank you for your loyalty.
This month I wanted to write about the topic of laughter. I know there are healing effects to laughter, and that’s why we have sayings like “laughter is the best medicine.” I once heard Robin Williams say, “Laughter is much cheaper than therapy”.
The other day I was daydreaming about some of the funny moments in my life and there is one that I wanted to share with you. Many years ago, when I was in college, I had a job on campus at the University’s Recreation Center. We had an Olympic size pool, basketball courts, a weight room…the place was huge. One of the positions I worked was called an “I.D. checker.” I made sure the people coming in were students or faculty. Overall it was a really fun job. The center liked the idea of us working different positions so we didn’t get bored during our shift. For example, I would switch and go to another station with different responsibilities. Always during the switch, I would pass by the weight room and go through a door to get to the next station. This particular door (I am sure has a name but I don’t know it) has two parts; a bottom and a top. It could be completely closed, or just one part open or closed as the staff needed it.
On this particular day, I was following my usual routine of at least glancing in the direction of the weight room to check out the scenery. Lo and behold, I noticed an exceptionally gorgeous new trainer on the other side of the room. He must have felt my gaze because he looked in my direction. It was like one of those moments you see in the movies except that I had totally forgotten about the door and had kept walking. I literally rammed into the door; with him watching. The bottom part was closed, the top part was open, and I did a head first somersault and went tail over teakettle into the room. My three coworkers, who were also my dear friends (all female), rushed to my side to make sure I was ok and see what had happened? The wind was knocked out of me and I felt mortified. A part of me was hoping that I had maybe been lucky and had actually died and just ended up in a very dull part of heaven that just looked like where I worked, but in case I was still alive I knew I had to answer the girls. All I could get out was a mantra of “hot guy, hot guy, hot guy” which made them run toward the door I had just so gracefully entered through to check him out. I knew I couldn’t let them do that, because that would have only taken a bad situation to worse. Now all I could say was: “be cool, be cool, be cool”. Of course now they were not paying any attention to me. They were only intent on seeing what has caused a non-gymnast to attempt a move like that. Bless his heart, not only was he handsome, but kind. He came over and made sure I was ok.
Overall, looking back at that moment, I had to give myself credit for my total commitment for appreciating beauty and how hilarious the whole thing was.
This past couple of weeks I have shared this story with a few friends and we have laughed our buns off. I think it was healing for me to not take myself so seriously. I just thought if I am going to think about the past (which I think we all do from time to time) let it be about the funny, fun, loving, light moments.