Pain Is Gentle…

…like a smile on the face of a tiger.

The last few days have included insane laughter, baring of teeth, and loud thoughts, shouting, Bring it on, you bastards! Life and Fate and the bits of me that hurt like a hot poker in the ribs just glance at me, worry filling their non-existing eyeballs—even Life and Fate and hot pokers understand that pushing a wild witchy woman who’s about to reach the end of her tether is not safe for anyone. So, they just stare… half enthralled… half waiting to see what I will do next…

I have been keeping them (especially pain) busy by doing things with my hands. Pain has no mind for work or sarcasm. That’s the reason why when the hurt tries to burst my insides, I laugh and surround myself with jokes of questionable niceness. Yesterday, even the mad grinning was failing. So, I pulled out the big weapons: markers, pens, needle, thread, recycled paper, tea bags and coffee filters, dried flowers, refurbished frames, nail polish I’ve owned since the Dark Ages (of course they had nail polish in the Dark Ages!), my tiny silver hammer, and well… you get the idea, don’t you? I got crafty and set pain aside to starve for attention.

By the time the sun decided to sleep, I had gone all wildly crafty on 5 blackouts. I enjoyed the completed work for a while, grinning… not caring all that much that my hands were stiff and shaky. And yes, I laughed raucously after that. Like I said to a friend, who pointed out that I make a lot of jokes when my body is being a bastard, “Laughter confuses the Reaper.” Art does the same for pain—it won’t stop the hurt, but it lets pain know that it can’t take my choices.

I chose to keep one of the blackouts for myself (see below). Because looking at it makes me smile… with lots of teeth and because I’m quite greedy. The others joined a growing wee pile that plans to become an online shop… sometime before Midsummer… I’m grinning again.

I also gave myself a cute skully angel brought to sweet and creepy life by Marfi, of Incipient Wings. It was love at first grin. She looks perfect next to my blackout.

So, my Wicked Luvs, what do you do when pain hurts like a royal bastard?

29 thoughts on “Pain Is Gentle…

  1. So sorry about your pain, but the poems and the way you are showing them off is wonderful, a true testimate to the resolve of your strong spirit! My thought are with you, Warrior Woman.

  2. Banish it to the back burner, let it lie in wait with its toothless fake grin and foul thoughts, while I create art, write poetry or stories, take an aspirin and go shopping. Something…anything…to direct my mind elsewhere. You know, if your right arm hurts pinch your left arm to drag your mind over there instead. This works for heartache as well. XO

  3. Luckily, any physical pain I have experienced is either momentary or short-term, not chronic. But when it is present, I enjoy swearing like a sonovabitch.

    I hope your pain eases soon, Magaly.

  4. Oh how I love to see you “crafting”…I guess you now know why so many of us wield it like a weapon 🙂 The red crossed stitches, suturing the dried up rose petals speaks volumes to me XXX

  5. Squee! on the shop. I’m very excited for you.

    When I’m in pain, I baby what needs to be babied so it doesn’t make things any worse (because my body doesn’t need the extra aggravation), and then I make the most of what doesn’t need babying (because my mind and spirit need to not feel like victims just because my body is having an uncooperative day).

    • I did a lot of babying today. As a matter of fact, I might have even done some whimpering… you know, to assist the babying. Sometimes we just must, or else. The rest has been behaving.

      And I really love what you said about taking care of the mind and body. Pure wisdom.

  6. So excited about your shop!! Happy Dance!!!
    When something gets to me, like pain, I like looking into the sky or go outside. Otherwise, I am painting!!
    I wish I could take your pain away!!
    Love you!! Big Hugs 🙂

    • I’m excited (and a bit terrified). I hope you are ready to receive annoying questions from me (when I get stuck on the set up, lol).

      Nature and art are such wonderful healers!

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