Eating the Pain

Good morning.

I have had a migraine running for 14 weeks now, and within the last week, something occurred to me:

This is by no means new.

I am not the first person to live with chronic pain. It is not even the first time in my life I have lived with chronic pain.

There was a story by Natalie Goldberg about meditating in the winter, shivering and miserable, and her teacher told her to "eat the cold".

So now I am thinking: What if I should "eat the pain".

Hello pain.

Have a seat.

I know you're trying to tell me something, but until we figure it out together, I have things to do.

The pain, not entirely satisfied with this response, is scampering down my spine to my wrists and legs like some kind of corkscrew arthritis.

I listen. I am responsible about visiting doctors. And I get on with my life.

Hours, days, moments have become very precious to me - because I am never entirely certain how much functionality I will have from one moment to the next.

C'est le vie
C'est le guerre

It's a great life!