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Showing posts with label endometriosis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label endometriosis. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

That Proud Feeling

This isn't going to be a very long post, as I'm not feeling so well today. I had a hellish night, thanks to a raging Interstitial Cystitis flare, so I am in need of a nap.

Things have been difficult since my grandparents passed in May. I felt so much grief and disconnected. From everything. I still saw beauty in things, but I could not bring myself to sit and design jewelry like I used to. The spark wasn't there. It actually started last year at this time, when Pap was taken away. I had surgery the same month. All these traumatic life events happening at the same time, and took my creativity.

It's hard to do anything creative when your mind is somewhere else. Equally as hard when the Endometriosis, i.c, and fibromyalgia, flare all at once from all the stress. Slowly but surely, I feel like I am making progress and coming around.

With all that in mind, I decided to design bracelets in memory of Vietnam Veterans. My father is a Vet, and I member and official writer for the Children of Vietnam Veteran's Health Alliance. I have been making and selling three styles of bracelets for less than a year, but just recently got a message that really touched my heart.





That right there. THAT'S why I choose to keep designing.

If you are the child of a Vietnam Vet, or know of one, please direct them to covvha (dot) net for support and information.
Below are the three styles I designed on sale at my etsy store.



If you are interested in the essays I wrote, just search for Willow on the site!

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

All my Loves

One of my biggest passions is dancing. Maybe more so than designing jewelry. I feel the Divine Spark, the breath of life coursing through when I move. Even when there is no music, I can find a song in my heart. I am a trained dancer; that is where my heart lies. It wasn't until the chronic health issues that my true love was affected. I never realized how lucky I was before. To move, jump, shimmy, etc to the beat, without pain. Without counting minutes or spoons like I do now. I know it's wrong to be envious of others, but I find myself feeling that way when I watch others with unlimited opportunities and perfect health, let it slip away.

I am learning to accept my limitations and body as it is. I can still dance on good days, although they've been fewer and far between. I won't give up, though. I may sneak a belly dance, or a few steps of Kathak (represented by the bells and Nataraja Statue below) when the moment is right. I may not be able to move for long, but my body will build up its strength again. I focus on quality and satisfaction of the movements, rather than an unlimited amount. That's not important.


Do you have similar tastes?