I just had a birthday.
A birthday that many would call a very BIG birthday.
To me it's just a number. It took me a good talking to myself to accept the number BUT with it has come the ability to live a genuine life with integrity. Plus, a lot of self discovery about what I will and will not accept. What I really do and don't like. Not saying yes when I'd rather say no.
...letting go of people-pleasing. It NEVER works. You end up not pleasing anyone, including yourself.
Sometimes confrontation is unavoidable especially when you are living your most authentic life. If others are drawing their boundaries, saying no and living exactly how they wish,WHY AREN'T WE?
I love to laugh and I have the (occasionally Botoxed) laugh lines to prove it.
I love getting people to laugh.
Mind you, even a sitcom has some dramatic moments. It's not all Pollyanna, champagne, limousines, fireworks and laughter.
I don’t mind a serious topic or conversation, but when it consumes us, plagues us and is hard to shake THEN we need to step back, take a deep breath and allow things to evolve...
...instead of doing our best to figure them out.
No more “ figuring it out”..
Things culminate, conclude and/or coalesce all on their own whether we spend days trying to figure them out or not.
We can certainly do our part when necessary, but pushing the wagon is a lot harder than pulling it.
If I HAVE to point a finger; just for argument's sake (and I do my best arguing with myself) I point an unmanicured finger at 24 hour social media, news media and the inability to get away from the news.
We have to admit the news IS pretty awful most of the time.
It keeps us in a heightened state of anxiety with unceasing “Breaking News”.
I’ve taken to watching the Graham Norton Show, stand ups on Netflix, comedy films, comedy series and subscribing to the Good News Network newsletter.
"You can't run away from the news." You say.
"YES, I CAN!" I say.
I know what I NEED to know when I need to know it.
Although, I'll admit in the 21st century the news follows us wherever we go.
Maybe it's my way of taking the sting out of stepping on that hornet's nest.
Granted, many funny people have something very deep going on inside.
I tend to get slightly funereal about things that affect me emotionally: poverty, abuse, starvation, discrimination, racism, bigotry, healthcare deficiencies, insufficient housing, lack of clean water (You would think I'm talking about some third world country, but I'm not. All of that is happening right here in the good ol' U.S.of A.).
The current state of affairs has turned KaZ into a very dull girl.
One can be VERY SERIOUS and still address it in a humorous way.
I can handle some of the most devastating information if it has a streak of humor.
“He did WHAT, she did WHAT??
“What the fuuuuuuuuuu????”
Disarm with laughter that makes you shake your head thinking “funny, but true.”
Give me a factoid that is funny, ludicrous, or causes apoplectic fits of eye-opening amusement.
I prefer that to having my insides wrenched out through my throat accompanied by guttural sobs of anguish. (Pretty.)
We have ENOUGH of that in the world - AND IN OUR OWN WORLDS.
I call it humor with a bite.
Just watch the aforementioned Graham Norton and his guests, or Stephen Colbert, John Oliver, and so on.
I’d rather laugh than cry.
I’d rather nod in agreement while tears from boisterous laughter stream down my cheeks.
I’ll take that hard to swallow information with a side of hilarity.
Quoting singer Paloma Faith “if it’s all gone to shit, then let's have a dance."
So LETS DANCE!!!!
“Put on your red shoes and dance the blues.” Ahhh, David.
As we move forward in life let's LIGHTEN UP!
Laughter is an interesting kind of love.
Love the human condition, and love ourselves and others.
I'll admit I don’t find all humor funny. Not all humor is for everyone.
Some is pretty disgusting.
Nonetheless, freedom of speech, baby, freedom of speech.
We all have the right to change the channel.
One may find a picture of someone holding what appears to be the severed head of a public figure to be hysterical.
(Sorry, nope, BUT still freedom of speech.)
I’ll take my comedy with a side of compassion, information, pratfalls, innuendo, sarcasm, rolled eyes and guffaws, sans viscera, thank you very much.
You know the feeling when humor hits you at your core?
The game, set, match laughter that strikes so deeply, and is so all-encompassing, that tears and snot run down your face.
Without a doubt, I feel better after a good cry OR a good laugh.
But given the choice...
...I’d rather cry laughing. That’s what the years have taught me.
Now THAT’s Pro-aging.
As always, thanks for reading.
See you again next week.
Hot off the presses of Science Daily:
"Regular visits to the cinema, theatre or to museums could dramatically reduce the chances of becoming depressed in older age a new study has found. Researchers found a clear link between the frequency of 'cultural engagement' and the chances of someone over 50 developing depression. It is the first such study to show that cultural activities not only help people manage and recover from depression but actually help to prevent it."
Date: 13 December 2018
Source: Cambridge University Press
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