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Building blocks… I hope!



I’m not yet clear about the effects of Nerve block No. 3, but I’m calling it… I’m going to be positive… I believe I’m building! It’s just a sorta three steps forward and two back situation.. I hope.

So far, my building blocks go like this:

My current situation is a life setup based on my husband Theo’s help all day. I could not have returned to work without his help or the home/office setup we have. I’m still not driving and my weight limit goes from 0 – 3kg. I haven’t established a regular basic living routine (this includes a daily walk), still unreliable to myself!

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A Dream Came True Today


(excerpt from my blog: www.soula.com.au)

It happened! We finally came face-to-face. Botticelli’s Birth of Venus and I stood less than a meter apart today in Florence’s Uffizi gallery.

I’ve racked my brain searching for the first time I saw Venus, and I reached back to the age of seven on a very exciting family trip to Cyprus where the country’s motto is, The Island of Venus, and uses the masterpiece freely, or should I say excessively. I’ll take a wild guess and say the majority of Cypriots have no idea of the painting’s actual roots, (and my dear mum counts as one of those people asking if Aphrodite had been taken to Italy when I called her today!).

I’ll take the Wiki def: …the scene was inspired by the text in a Homeric hymn published in Florence in 1488 by the Greek refugee Demetrios Chalcondyles:

Of august gold-wreathed and beautiful
Aphrodite I shall sing to whose domain
belong the battlements of all sea-loved
Cyprus where, blown by the moist breath
of Zephyros, she was carried over the
waves of the resounding sea on soft foam.
The gold-filleted Horae happily welcomed
her and clothed her with heavenly raiment.

What’s also revealed here is the origin of our Jack Russell’s name, Zephyr (who is actually more like a hurricane), but… back to my life moment, back to one of the big, completed circles of my life… I was moved completely. So moved I couldn’t move, stuck to the floorboards with only one way to go, closer, if only everyone else would get out of MY way!! I almost felt I had a special right after loving the piece for most of my life, painting her, drawing her over and over. I almost couldn’t understand why no one could see these facts, and why didn’t they all also know I was the one with the tattoo of Venus on my tail? I contained myself, I was in danger of setting off the alarm and for the life of me wasn’t about to live down to Theo’s expectations.

I had a disappointment, I think she needs a restoration, a clean. Or have I grown to love the reproductions, richer in color, brighter? Against the other Botticelli paintings she was the dullest, I think that’s strange and she has in fact been restored in 1987.

I only left the room because of pain, otherwise I’m sure I would have been there until closing time. Never mind, I’m an official amici degli Uffizi, friend of the Uffizi gallery, for the very purpose of being able to get in and out quickly and unlimitedly.

One more thing, because this was such a huge event I feel drawn to make a bit of a speech. Well not a speech but certainly state thanks and acknowledgement for the treatments, therapies, medication and associated practitioners that allowed me to get here. All those included, I still would not have fulfilled this dream, completed this circle if it weren’t for my life partner, my one and only Theo.

So where to now, what dream next… I think I’ll check the weather and see if there are any ‘twisters’ forecast… I need a lift to see the great Oz. No guesses what I’m going to ask for.

My pre pain life…


…was bliss…. filled with endless activity and huge lists of ideas and tasks that were always completed. Who had time for a book or television (actually I still don’t make time for television)? I was active, I had capacity, boundless energy to execute my creative thoughts (and meet the expectations of a full social calendar!). I worked veeeeery long and wonderful days, I walked everywhere, lunching, dining, starting every day at a local cafe, picking up art materials, walking the dog, running the dog, to Carlton, the city, Fitzroy, I skipped through the streets of the great arrondissements of Paris when on annual holidays, and swore by my four day a week yoga routine that unravelled my body and had me feeling like Gumby warm to the ends of my extremities… There was no ‘tired’, ‘sore’, ‘fatigued’, ‘have to rest’, there was no ‘pain’. Like I said, life was bliss.

Our (husband Theo’s and my) small graphic design company, Orign of Image was in its 8th year and running beautifully, I had already had two solo exhibitions and completed most of the works for two more shows, I worked hard and we entertained a great social life (not to mention a very pricey art hobby). In fact, my beautiful printing press was delivered the day of my accident. I’ve been drooling over it ever since, only having snippets of capacity to ‘play’… (but Theo’s had great fun with it and kept my prints and art going).

These are examples of my art work. See more on my websites soula.com.au and soula.com.au/blog.

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Soula’s PN Weather Update…
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What is Pudendal Neuralgia (PN)?
Most simply put PN is Carpal Tunnel in the pelvis/buttocks. Compression of the Pudendal Nerve occurs after trauma to the pelvis and is aggravated with pressure. The pain is often described as a toothache like pain, with spasms, sensations of tingling, numbness, or burning. It can be very debilitating.

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