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diana porter jewellery

09 Tuesday Mar 2010

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it’s about wisdom, it’s about togetherness whilst being separate,
it’s about change, it’s about the spirit in all of us, it’s about tiny precious moments,
it’s about knowing and not knowing…and on and on…

Ever since my friend Lizzie in Bristol sent me a small catalogue of Diana Porter’s fabulous jewellery (about ten years ago?) I have longed to own, well, almost everything she makes. But I especially like the sibyl necklace collection. It’s been interesting to notice how my preferred words have changed over the years. I think if I were to get one of these today I would pick: strong, joyful and listen.

The choice of words for this collection are: calm, clarity, confident, flexibility, fulfilled, humour, joyful, listen, open, play, pleasure, powerful, responsibility, safe, secure, space, strong, sure, unafraid, vision, warm.

Which words would you choose?

Diana Porter Contemporary Jewellery

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loki

28 Sunday Feb 2010

Posted by in animals & pets, cats, change, home, hope, love

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Welcome Loki!

I am probably tempting fate by choosing this name (the original choice “Tapita” just didn’t feel right when I said it out loud to him) but he is definitely a source of mischief and mayhem. Just getting these few photos was extremely difficult as the little thing doesn’t sit still long enough … made me realise that it’s been over 16 years since I’ve had such a small kitten in the house. My goodness, they get absolutely everywhere! All the time!

Anyhow, after much ado, the little guy arrived here on Friday evening. He was a bit confused at first, and Azar (still recovering from his mystery illness) wasn’t very pleased to see him. But after a bit of hissing and spitting by both parties, we seem to have reached a place where they can be in the same room without any obvious rancour on Azar’s part. Loki was keen on being pals from the first minute he arrived (he was living with several other bigger cats in his foster home), but I think it’s going to take a bit of time for him to win Azar over.

Adorable watching him though. And yesterday I actually caught Azar playing with one of Loki’s toys – batting it around the livingroom – and my heart almost burst with joy. Though of course, it turns out my whole apartment is a huge cat toy – who knew?  Loki will play with anything and everything, including thin air. But to see Azar playing like that, especially as we are still having to force-feed him, really made my day.

So whaddaya think? Cute or what?

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mephistos 2010

23 Tuesday Feb 2010

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This one is for ismarah… 😉

The other day I was complaining talking about wet feet and mentioned my small but select footwear collection, which consists of two pairs of Camper shoes and 3-4 pairs of Mephisto sandals of various ages. I’ll never forget the first pair of Mephistos I bought. They looked so comfortable (and cute!) but the price tag was more than somewhat daunting. But my friend convinced me to try them on and I knew right then and there that I was never going to take them off (well, you know what I mean). That was about ten years ago. Since then I have bought one new pair of Mephistos every spring, relegating the older ones to “second best”, “beach” and “rain” sandals.

I missed getting a pair last year because the ones I’d bought spring 2008 didn’t end up getting worn much that year due to that cancer thing that mostly kept me at home May-December … but I sure wore those 2008 babies out last year! And so, after my awful hospital day yesterday I was walking home through the shopping district after leaving Maria Paz at the bus station and spotted these guys. And I knew. These are going to me my 2010 Mephistos. The black ones.

Right after I score a few more classes and my first tapas tour…

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fear

12 Friday Feb 2010

Posted by in cancer, hope, hospitals, life stuff

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Fear is my worst enemy.

I mean that it is the one thing I cannot seem to cope with in a way that doesn’t make me hate myself, that makes me feel like I will never “grow up”. And I was reminded of this yesterday when I had to go to the hospital to get the chemo port flushed out. A once a month ordeal. And it really shouldn’t be an ORDEAL because if I go at the right time (around 7pm) there is a very short wait and the procedure itself only takes about five minutes. But there is so much attached to walking through those hospital doors, so many awful memories of FEAR. And I stupidly let it catch me by surprise because I’d been having such a great week. Lots of positive things were happening, got things resolved with the kitteh situation, and I’d even lost a couple of kilos! Then sometime just before lunch it was like someone turned on the fear tap and I was suddenly inundated with a horrible flood of emotions that seemingly came out of nowhere. Though of course they have been there all along …

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azahar rising

27 Wednesday Jan 2010

Posted by in art, cancer, friends, health & happiness, hope, love

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Just yesterday I was telling you how I am constantly overwhelmed by the generosity of my friends, and then this came in the mail … a paper collage made by healingmagichands. Not only is it beautiful, but I could feel the love and caring that was put into creating it and it made me feel very special indeed.

This piece has been in my mind for several weeks, but it took a long time to gel. I don’t know that I necessarily need to explain this work, but my “artist’s note” would say something about the power of will and strength overcoming shadows & ill health. The vine along the left side is sort of the continuity of life as the struggle goes on, growth does not necessarily stop and in fact, the struggle may even nurture grown. At any rate, the vine gains in strength as it rises.

I call this “azahar rising”.

Thanks so much, Ellie.

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