Apparently, research has shown that any form of creative activity can take our selves out of a painful state for a while.
My house thermostat seemed as broken as my own last night when I woke in pain from the arm and shoulder outside our protective duvet.
Today, I can't hold a pen, or type on my computer, without causing myself pain. Yet the energy from such a sun-shiney day won't let me simply .... stop.
So, I've gone back to composing Haiku's, an ancient Eastern form of poetry, requiring very few words, very well chosen.
The rules:
Rule 1: 3 lines only.
Rule 2: First line has 5 syllables, second line has 7 syllables, third line has 5 syllables.
Rule 3: There is no rule 3, other than in website guidelines
In fact, there's no need for rhyming, nor 'proper' punctuation, but the three lines work best if they add up to a meaning that's greater than their number.
Example:
This is one that has haunted me since I worked as a Management Coach and Consultant within a global organisation attempting to drag itself into the 20th Century (it was already 1997!)
From David Whyte's book "The Heart Aroused: Poetry and the Preservation of the Soul in Corporate America" (P231)
"Ten years ago..... I
turned my face for a moment,
and that was my life".
She was writing from her sudden reflection on how she had, unwittingly, let Corporate life, and her 'addiction' to it, 'steal' ten years. (Similar to how I feel about FM, and the pain that came back today. So, it's no wonder I went to find her words).
I welcome the tears her words bring me. Grieving for the life I had, and the years I lost, feels healthy and a good start for the next phase.
I'm not going to promise to write one every day, and I hope many will contain smiles. But, just for today, here's my Haiku|
"Even shadows lie.
Mine trails its suffering body
Revealing no pain."
Yours, please.
dee x