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  • Everyone would lie down on the floor in cross-hatch fashion.

    My head would be on someone else's belly. And yet another person's head would be on my belly. And so on.

    We would simply begin speaking the words, "Ha-ha-ho-ho-he-he" in unison.

    Over and over. It wasn't funny at that moment but we had a sense of anticipation.

    Then, without exception, a wild and wonderful alchemy would occur.

    Someone would start laughing for real.

    And that person's belly would jiggle someone else's head.

    In almost no time the group's pro forma "Ha-ha-ho-ho-he-he" gave way to uncontrollable gales of spontaneous laughter.

    Yes, we all laughed. A collective mirth.

    And I also remember personally feeling a sense of abandon. Release. Letting go. Joy.

    I'm feeling a longing for that kind of light, innocent, and sweet silliness today.

    For real.


    [Photo by Barbara, Lake Harriet, Minneapolis, 2015]
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