Published by Tournesol
A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com
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I can certainly empathise – that mallet is inescapable especially at night when the rest of the world seems to be peaceful and asleep
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it`s always worse in the night and when it is very quiet.
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Oh, how true!
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I`m sure you know what I am talking about.
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ouch! I can relate though. I deal with chronic pain 😦 I hope it lessens.
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the migraine subsided so just stuck with the bad shoulder and arm which will heal in time. Thanks,. Melinda
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You’re welcome. I hope they heal up fast.
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I do too
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Rest will help
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I don’t suffer with chronic pain but with anxiety issues and I can relate to these feelings. You really capture the feelings!
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For sure people who worry and have thoughts going on and on is very painful. Thank you for understanding and relating to this.
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Yes, it is a torture to experience migraine at night. ‘A splitting headache’ really splits.
Hank
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Maybe I should visualize splitting wood with an axe to feel less powerless.
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Ouch!! Does not sound nice! Great poetry though.
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writing in pain is often the best writing.
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I think so too!
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When I first started my blog at Traces I went through lots of tough times and it`s amazing how I wrote, I was surprised with what I was capable of writing…well, it wasn’t me actually it was my muse or angel, not sure, that took over.
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It is a force that takes over, huh? I read my words and they somehow feel more than me.
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Exactly, it is a great moment when our muse can take over.
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Ouch. Nicely done but I don’t fancy sharing the pain. 😦
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Thank you…it helps to diffuse the agony pain which lightens its impact even if for a few moments.
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