Storied Collections: Ciaran’s Pendant Necklace

May 31, 2012

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There are some pieces that are gifted to you, some that are handed down to you, but the ones you make with your own hands have a special spirit and magic to them. I didn’t know you could craft your own talisman, but the lovely Ciaran from Momfluential proves you can – and it’s not about gemstones or precious metals, just precious and important moments.

From Ciaran:

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I have a pendant/necklace that I have had since the summer I was seven years old.

It was the first time I went to summer camp. My parents sent me for the entire summer, and headed off on an epic adventure of their own. Their travels took them to Europe and Israel, wherel my father purchased several enameled pendants and jewelry from a local artist.

Those pieces sort of sat (for safekeeping) in my mom’s jewelry box for years. I’d come across them in my many raids. And then at some point during my teen years, they ended up in my own jewelry box.

I have always been a bit of a crafter. In college I made pocket money selling my own jewelry creations. I crafted from buttons and bits and had a show at a local gallery. I traveled through Europe and the middle east with a board on my back, and bags of findings, paying my way with my sales. I actually did quite well for a teenager! This is how I was launched into the world as a serial entrepreneur.

The enameled pendant stuck around for years, just begging me to do something with it. One day when I was at a loss for what to wear with a plain black dress and in a rush, I strung some glass beads and tossed on the pendant. It popped. I loved it. It was my instant go to piece. Every time I wore it, things just somehow fell into place.

I’ve worn this necklace on more major occasions than I can count. It’s been on my in each of my professional head shots and almost every time I speak at a conference or gathering. Although it is without brand or precious material, it gives me confidence. It is unique, and uniquely me.

Twice now the string of beads has broken. Each time I panic. Can I throw it together again and have it be so perfect? With such ease? Right from the get go? I force myself not to think, plan, match or arrange, as is usually my habit. I abandon symmetry. I abandon color theory and toss the beads (plus a few to make up for any casualties) onto the cord.

I’m back. My necklace is good to go. It’s inexplicable but it’s my good luck charm, my talisman, my signature piece.

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Do you have a cherished and storied item that you’d like to share? Come find out more about Storied Collections and submit one of your own. We’d love to hear about it.

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