Crying With Laughter 

When I laugh, sometimes I can’t stop. I literally cry with laughter. Last night was one of those occasions. 

I run weekly mindfulness workshops, these may not appear to be places where one cries with laughter often but in my sessions this does seem to happen quite frequently.  

It’s a lovely group who have bonded over the last couple of years and one of last night’s activities was to draw stick person of yourself and then pass it around the group so other members can add to it qualities / things about you that have been missed.  

Saying that the resulting image of oneself that was returned to the person who originally drew it was 

funny is an understatement, hilarious is still being reserved,  tears were running down my face from laughter for possibly the next twenty minutes. 

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