By Julia Drake

Seriously, how often do we laugh? And would we do it more, if we knew how good it was for us?

Yesterday I took a meditation class at my local Yoga studio. Anything to tame that monkey mind of mine. Especially lately, with being newly wed, broke, and scared about the future, my mind has been running a mile a second, piercing me with daggers about my impending doom and failure to survive in this world. So when the meditation teacher said, “Bliss is our natural state,” it felt good, but didn’t help. In the following 35 minutes, when all students were asked to sit still, with their eyes closed, observing their thoughts without judgment or attachment, my thoughts attacked me like a blood-thirsty pack of lions, tearing my mind into pieces. I didn’t know about the other students (since my eyes were closed), but I was sure that they were all indulging in their natural state of bliss.
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