Laughter is the song of a joyful heart! It is the music of mirth, and it is deep medicine. We often take ourselves too seriously, give too much weight to our daily challenges. It is easy to lose sight of the absurdity that we even exist at all. It may be considered frivolous by some to make merry; the enlightened soul pays no heed – it frolics and jests, knowing that in so doing, it is creating a healing balm for the world. “The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.” For antics and merry mayhem we laugh with joyful thanks. Blessed Be, and Amen.
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