The other day I went into Starbucks. The young woman on the other side of the counter was mesmerized with the long strands of sparkles in my hair. I motioned her to come closer to whisper. She met me half way across the counter. “These are strands of fairy hairs. Someone has a job of cutting the hair from fairies and we get to put them in our on heads. It gives me magical powers.” She didn’t know what to make of that. So she backed away smiling and nodded. “Really?” she asked. I went on to tell her something really far-off and silly. She began to shine like the strands of sparkles in my hair.
I placed the order. She asked me for a name. I told her “Giggles.” She started to giggle. “Of course it is!” shaking her head, showing me her beautiful teeth, throwing her head back and trying to compose herself for the next customer.
I went to the end of the counter. The drink was made and the barista yelled, “Chai latte for Giggles.” The place started to giggle. See that’s the thing about laughter, it’s freaking contagious. Who said I can’t be Giggles one day? I’ve been Fairy, Sparkles, Bubbles, Babbles, Twinkle and Dazzle. Each time the name gets yelled out and someone takes a look at a middle-aged woman giggling her way to the counter, there are looks of joy (or criticism). But, there is always a chorus of silliness.
Bring on the joy through the simplest of things. You can be anything you want. Stop taking yourself so serious. You are NOT gonna leave here alive so have a heck of a lot of fun along the way. Be whatever you want to be. Make another laugh, it heals. Make them feel happy. You might just be the perfect energetic chord that attaches and lifts their spirits. ~m.a.p.