Yesterday I had lunch with one of my Buddhist buddies, and I felt appreciative for our friendship, which allows us to speak of heartaches in our lives while knowing we are not overwhelmed by them. We don't offer suggestions or advice, because we know these bumps in the road are a part of being human, and we also understand things change, so that which we may be worried about today could be gone tomorrow. We also are old enough and wise enough to know that we "don't know", our Buddha mind being more easily accessible through long practice.
My friend said she had been noticing she laughs more now, and asked me what I thought. I mused a minute and said, you have always been a laugher, and reminded her of how much laughing we'd done when we first met, in a dreadful writing group that we both quickly exited. She feels she has more access to her laughter because of her practice, and our teacher. Perhaps that is true for me as well. There is more ease. More ease with the world as it is, not as we wish it to be, more ease with our own mistakes and humanness, more ease with aging and letting go, as we all must do. I felt gratitude arise from this history of laughter we share, and how precious it is to me with those I love.
My husband and I are watching the fourth season of the series "Castle" and as we watch the attraction between the two main characters, what makes the viewer know they are right for each other is how much his humor and laughter eases her rigidity and trauma. As she banters with him more, and they talk about both of their lives, we see the bonding before they are aware of it. He's perfect for her, and brings her into the present and the ability to live in the moment more often. Her passion gives him gravitas and loyalty. But his lightheartedness is the foundation for the entire relationship. Laughter transforms.
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