Tonight I am realizing too well the relationship between frustration, anger and pain.
I am powerless over my pain. It too shall pass. Accepting it, not fighting it, seems to be key.
Where do I carry my pain today? In my jaw, the back of my neck and into my upper shoulder. It is all perceptible on my right side because I am severely right handed. Tonight I am thankful that there is one effort that is not strictly done with the right side: typewriting. But still I must leave the screen for I carry the weight of my emotions on my forward slumping shoulders.
My pain is fiery. When I sat in full meditation tonight, for the first time in almost a month, it spoke to me. It said, "I am your anger." Funny, I used to think anger my best power. Now it bows my head, until I understand its message. Be kind. Be kind.