What You Think and Do Affects People
Why keeping your vibes high matters
The other day, hubs sent a video of a lawyer on a zoom call who couldn’t get his cat filter off. In the video, the exchange went something like this:
Lawyer 1: I’m not a cat.
Lawyer 2: I know you aren’t a cat.
Hang on . . . I had to stop writing to laugh. Not just laugh but then blow my nose and wipe the tears from my eyes. I can’t stop laughing about just the thought of this simple exchange. My sides will ache when I wake up tomorrow morning.
I don’t laugh like this often, but when it happens, it stays with me.
When my kids were little, I laughed every day. Each joyful day I experienced one thing or another that made me burst out laughing. I loved those years. As I get older, I’m finding moments infused with childlike joy again — a lawyer with a Texan accent saying he’s not a cat . . . when he looks exactly like a cat . . . it makes no sense why I find that hilarious.
I’m not sure how I lost the magical joy of hysterical laughing that subsides to days of spontanous giggles— probably a fully packed schedule and the constant worry that at any point, life would all turn to shit. Those survival mode years. Thankfully, that…
