Where every 15-year-old boy should be on a Saturday morning
With white best friend and brother in tow, I attended another wonderful laughter yoga session. I didn't give brother full details until we were on the interstate and his chances of survival were limited should he choose to try to jump out of the car.
Summary of laughter yoga experience: *brother hesitant to go in room after he saw six adults already in there, chanting and clapping *first exercise--pretend to be a horse. Neigh loudly as you canter about to show your joy. Brother's head snapped hard in my direction. Can't believe he didn't give himself whiplash. *brother pranced and neighed. I had to stop and hold on to the wall so that I didn't fall down laughing *after first exercise ended, brother attempted to glare at me to show his displeasure but couldn't stop laughing long enough to look threatening *brother resistant to exercises that involved hugging and/or tickling others; brother unable to hide from enthusiastic laughter yoga devotees, however *brother unable to stop staring at one particular attendee who was being guided by a higher power during laughter yoga; brother uneasy with attendee's hand-waving and looks of rapture after each exercise *at conclusion of yoga, members of group invited everyone to breakfast/brunch at neighboring coffee shop; brother agreeable to breakfast but told me that I should pay for his (that was the least I could do for him, he said) *before leaving, one laughter leader spoke to the three of us about helping us with our spiritual and/or physical needs; brother visibly uncomfortable as laughter leader offered pamphlets outlining these services: Chinese/folk medicine, hypnotherapy (complete with information on how to meet spirit guide(s), receiving counsel from elder spiritual beings, and investigating past identities), and aqua chi or flower essence therapy services; brother clenched his jaws and shook his head at me as if I were going to make his appointments on the spot *brother made certain that he did not have to sit next to hand-waver/rapture-feeler at breakfast by making ME sit next to him *brother listened in disbelief as two of the group discussed the upcoming apocalypse, which requires that everyone consider getting a generator (they are expecting power outages) *in the car on the way home, I asked brother if he would like to go next time. He said, "Yeah, I guess." YES!! How did I get so lucky?? I only wish I could videotape it so that I could laugh myself silly through the week.
