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LC

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About Me



Laura no está, Laura se fue
Laura se escapa de mi vida

There's a shredding that's really a healing,
that makes you more alive!

A lion holds you in his arms.
Fingers rake the fretbridge for music

Dance, when you're broken open.
Dance, if you've torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of the fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance, when you're perfectly free.

All I know of spirit
Is this love.
-Rumi

All Strings and Joints

My Interests

First the 'Ings:
Learning
Creating
Experiencing
Sharing
Reading
Writing
Singing
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Then the 'Isms:
Vegetarianism
Environmentalism
Activism
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Then the 'Ations:
Exploration
Contemplation
Celebration
Meditation
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And of Course:
Photography
Drawing
Making Music

I'd like to meet:

The inspired, the uninhibited, the passionate, the compassionate, the truth-seekers, those who want to learn, share, explore, invent, appreciate.

My Blog

2007 in Review -- Survey Style

1-Did you kiss anyone?Yes 2-Did you date anyone?Yes 3-Are you going to have someone to kiss when the ball drops?Nope. I'll be at work anyway. 4. Did you lose any friends?Not literally. 5-Did you gain...
Posted by LC on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 05:56:00 PST

Time, time, time is on my side?

Time, time, time is on my side? Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly; Man got to sit and wonder, 'Why, why, why?' Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand." I'm lea...
Posted by LC on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 03:32:00 PST

Happenings

So, it's about time for an update--in more ways than one. Here goes:Work:  My time in Gold Country was actually very enjoyable, much to my surprise. Although Moccasin is isolated, I liked my work...
Posted by LC on Fri, 17 Aug 2007 08:02:00 PST

Off to the woods.

Hey Friends,I am leaving now for a new (temp) job for the summer up nearYosemite. I'm still not entirely sure what the communicationssituation will be like, but I know that I have no internet, televis...
Posted by LC on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 09:24:00 PST

Ratatatle title

I artichoked up my dinner this morning, and sneezed my spinach.How I wish, how I wish I were kidding.PART I : Work"We're all in our own hells. I'm not farming and sweating for survival, but he's not w...
Posted by LC on Tue, 26 Jun 2007 12:58:00 PST

Try, try, try to understand.

PART IYou fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun.Domestic violence in my home! After a year of relative (haha) tranquility, I am now in the (literally) difficult position of having to nurse cuts, sc...
Posted by LC on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 03:15:00 PST

Snippets of Thought

My whiny cats won't let me sleep until the decadent hourof the afternoon that I otherwise would, reminding me withnudges, purrs, and wails that I have responsibilities toattend to. Shit.The house was ...
Posted by LC on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 11:31:00 PST

Peace and Protest

In the city, there is beautyIn the people's faces, trulyPatterns in the street-lights, beamingThrough the alleys, breezes singing.In their bedrooms, children sleepingLovers under covers, dreamingBut I...
Posted by LC on Tue, 22 May 2007 01:34:00 PST

You can't rip the skin off the snake.

For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself._______________Oh, the anxiety sets in.It feels a little like a screwdriver in my gut, turningjust a little and waiting for me to get used to it, a...
Posted by LC on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 01:05:00 PST

Pulled in two directions.

I'm perplexed.I believe it's true that people ARE goingto do what they want to do. There aren'tmany ways around that one...all my experiencetells me that people I love are going to keepmaking the same...
Posted by LC on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 02:49:00 PST