For some of you art lovers and collectors a few years ago I landed on some amazing original museum prints. The photographs are indeed rare. I still haven’t a clue who the photographers were, will not find out , wont have the time . The images are truly iconic of some of the artist I like , one I know in person , Peter Beard and one who I admire for his work of making clothes, Azzedine Alaia..Grace Jones..Marianne Faithful…
Is it true? Royce is gone..And I’m sad.. He died in my arms!
Well , it seems most everything that I have written from the beginning of this Blog ..it’s been about pain! I lost a very close friend the first week of January and now this …
I don’t know when I realized that I have this great special bonding with animals. It is perhaps the very reason why the Creator has brought me to Jane Goodall and over the years I have worked and gotten to know her ..
When I first met Jane and I heard her stories about the worms in the yard..It reminded to my own stories of crickets , worms , grass-hoppers and Frogs….I remember I used to love them and I was curious to learn about these little creatures..My love for animals was immense !
My dad used to take me to the Zoo ! We used to sit and watch the animals for hours ! We were both so fascinated with the grace of some and the sloppiness of others.
Your yard had become a zoo by itself.
You see , my father was an amazing Physician . He had a special practice on the side where about three days of week he would donate time and care for poor . His residency was in a Town up North of Iran called Sarab ( Azerbaijan ) . Many times since these poor people didn’t have money they would bring us fruits especially Dates , fabric , Soccer Balls .. And indeed Live animals.
Over the years we had received roosters , chickens , a mink …and the most beloved one a Gazelle ..and yes they always ran around in our Yard in the big city of Tehran!
And Cats in this yard , plenty!
I became especially very close to one . The KING of the Cats and his name Bahram Khan ! A name my dad gave him ..and the Neighbours would call him the same ..He was tall , strong, piercing eyes , strong paws , incredibly intelligent and walked as if he was The ONLY one ! He was the Silver Back of all cats~!
He was very close to me..I would make sure he gets the best of the best so he can produce more.. I need to remind Westerners of something VERY special about Iranians..In Iran cats do roam around. If you have visited Istanbul ..somehow very similar ..
So Bahram Khan had many babies…He understood my vocabulary..and lived until the age of 21 !
Each time I visited Tehran , Cats would appear right and left in our backyard ! As if cat woman has arrived.
So indeed I love all animals..
Two days ago I put my cat , Royce to sleep ..The sorrow came to me and it was massive .. A friend said : ” it is time to have a baby ..Banafsheh ! ” ..I didn’t stop her ..It was the way she thought she could help.
But it had never been about having a human baby or not ..My sorrow is about Royce , he died of Kidney Failure. My sorrow is about loosing an amazing creature that came to MY LIFE not just accidentally but for its own reasons . He came to give me love and receiving love . He came to this world for a purpose , just like all of us!
He came to this world to end up in my life ..and he brought me love and joy ! When I made THAT decision to put him to rest forever, I thought I Would not leave the room of the Hospital alive..that’s how painful was the Pain! It was like I was five years old again , when each Gold fish died , I would be in pain and I would put it in a special napkin , smudged by Rose water and I had a special ceremony in the Yard..
Everybody is a cherished soul ..and yes , the cat is also a celebrated creature , a cherished soul , an important member of my family . Royce will always be my boy.
My boy who gave me love and understood as much to make sure he had received my love !
Royce was highly intelligent , gentle and flirted with the entire world..and he had an amazing vocabulary!
Royce choose to love me..Perhaps in his strong intuition he knew I will be the one ..Their intuition is usually stronger than us..since we intellectualize most of our intuition and with that , we fail!
I have another loving boy here …sleeping on the couch ! He looked for Royce ..was Meowing around..I will care for him.. I believe Royce was his daddy.. His name is Flutie!
Open your heart to love and accept the pain that will come with it ..
Go there , adopt an animal in need , before they are put to sleep..they want to come home to someone who loves and cares for them ..AND yes, believe me some would need care , some may urinate around , some may defecate on your very expansive counter-top or your Ferre hat ..But believe me , believe me ..it is all worth it ..because you will discover something within yourself ..that no child , no human family can give THAT! It is a different kind of love ..open your heart and adopt a Cat or a Dog ! But make sure you are there as best as possible.
I hope my friend who passed away who also love Cats and Royce are somewhere together watching over me…
“ Royce , all shall be fine ..you gave me an amazing life coming from some cold , freezing days under some bridge in Cambridge …
I love you and you are always your own space in this heart of mine!