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californiaflame

Got Chainmail?

About Me

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Got Chainmail?
I do.

And you probably do too.

Literally or figuratively, we all have this armor we put on for battle in this grand brutal dance of Life.

But that's okay. We must protect ourselves, after all. And the dance.....is so beautiful. And the armor....so reassuring.

But I actually do have chainmail. :)
PS - Not to be a myspace bitchgrrl, but I don't add people randomly. I have no desire to have 50,000 friends. So if you send me a personal email and we connect, I'm more than happy to add you! Otherwise, if you can't be bothered with a personal introduction, please move on to the 600,000 people who I'm sure would be glad to have you. Peace out!

My Interests

So here's the thing: I'm a strawberry-blonde Taurean of Scotch-Irish heritage. I can drink you under the table and cook breakfast the next morning. In some cultures that's considered a good thing. I love nature, and if I could be anywhere at the moment it would probably be tending a lavender farm in Provence, or floating on a boat in the Caymans with no particular place to go. I'm wicked funny & whipsmart. I'll open your mind to music that will rock your soul, and you'll do the same. I play guitar and djembe badly, but I'm sincere. I love bonfires. I love the smell of leather. I'm learning how to firedance. I'm a helluva cook. I like taking care of people. I love good food and wine, and love to share it better. Im a muse. I'll nurture your artist, musician, or businessperson self. I think life is richer when we all throw ourselves headlong into our passions, and damn the critics. I think artists of any sort are the singularly most ignored population of our society, but by far the most important. I think children in any culture would thrive if they could learn how to plant herbs and watch them grow, and experience the thrill of smearing paint on a canvas and see how the colors combine to create new worlds. I think imagination should be the drug of our century. I think poverty and homelessness is shameful and preventable. I think every person on earth deserves a clean bed to sleep in at night. I think our problems as a nation seem insurmountable but are deceptively easy to solve if we could just get our priorities straight. I think the smell of a wet puppy or a newborn is one of the most beautiful things on this planet you can ever experience. I think a good meal and glass of wine can heal many rifts. I think musicians are brilliant and underappreciated. I think I have much art and music inside of me bursting to get out. I think the glow of the full moon on the ocean is transcendent. I think life is rich, difficult, savory, frustrating, and joyous.
I have secrets. I might share them. I'm like no one you've ever met.

As are you.

I'd like to meet:

Those rare souls who are openminded, politically incorrect, and a lover of the feminine. All those who are witty, sardonic, empathetic, and kind. Impulsive, creative, compelling, surprising, chivalrous, respectful, ambitious, compassionate, ferociously loving. Brave. Scared. Crazed. Empassioned. Creative. Musical. Appreciative. Real. Equally comfortable at the Ren Faire in leather or lace, at the opera in a cape, or in the mountains with flannel and a guitar and smelling of burnt ash and patchouli. Carnivores. Herbivores. Gods. Goddesses. Princes. Princesas. Someone who can challenge me with intellectual banter or a metaphysical discussion and then throw back some shots at a dive bar. People who knew the ozone was being depleted long before the gubment got their head out of their arses about it. People who lose sleep over the seal hunting in Canada. People whose breath catches in their throat at the sight of a perfect sunset. Moonchildren. Wiccan sisters and brothers. American Indians. Pagans, priests, priestesses and adepts of all nations and nationalities. People who breathe art like oxygen and mainline music like heroin. People who crave beauty and the arts like the finest red wine that's been cellared all these years. People who give a damn.
Sound like you?Bring it.

Music:

Jeff Buckley, Joni Mitchell, Simon & Garfunkel, Rusted Root, Sade, Al Green, Earth , Wind & Fire, Heart, Fleetwood Mac, DJ Shadow, Thievery Corporation, Ani DiFranco, Portishead, My Morning Jacket, Led Zeppelin, Metallica, Queensryche, Slater Kinney, U2, Death Cab for Cutie, any killer rock band of our era, really too many to list. I'll have to come back to this.

Movies:

The Dead Zone, The Princess and the Warrior, The Red Violin, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, Monsoon Wedding, "Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter", Mirrormask (kicks ASS)

Television:

24, Alias, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The L Word, Queer as Folk, Medium, Six Feet Under, The Sopranos, Huff

Books:

Kushiel's Choice - Jacqueline Carey, Vurt - Jeff Noon, anything by Anne Rice, The Gift - Hafiz, The Illustrated Rumi - Coleman Barks, LOTR, Cunt - Inga Muscio, The Solitary Witch - Silver Ravenwolf, The Master Book of Herbalism - Paul Beyerl, the entire Griffin & Sabine series - Nick Bantock, The Power of Myth - Joseph Campbell, Kitchen Confidential - Anthony Bourdain, My Family and Other Animals - Gerald Durrell, and the 30+ cookbooks in my kitchen library

Heroes:

Olivia DiBernardinis, Rumi, Hafiz, Emily Bell, Leonard, may he rest in peace

My Blog

Proctectoress Non Grata

Remembrance I wanted it to wash over me today When I saw you I wanted to hold on To those images I have of you as a child Warm nurturer Loving embraces Ready smiles   You who would Sho...
Posted by californiaflame on Sun, 11 Jun 2006 12:33:00 PST

Of Mermaids, and the Silkiest Seafoam Dreams

Misty tears fall from the heavens Goddess kisses From a marine layer sky   Gibbous moon smiles down And casts her image Upon the sea Dark and rippling, this watery mirror She laughs A...
Posted by californiaflame on Thu, 11 May 2006 12:49:00 PST

Blossom Love

A year's remembranceMemories fall Like dropletsOf the most unusual nectarOn  the photosensitive paper in my mind At once sweetAnd bitterSwirling their colors togetherIn a tapes...
Posted by californiaflame on Sun, 07 May 2006 11:08:00 PST

Woman, Thou Art Loosed

Take upTake up, my darlings, take up......Take up these chains that have held us down so interminably - Take up These chains of hypocrisy, of inequality, of bigotryThese chains of hateAnd envyAnd inse...
Posted by californiaflame on Fri, 14 Apr 2006 12:39:00 PST

Persephone Musings

Fair PersephoneHow you bless us with your return!Green shoots burst through the earth's wintery crustPushing soil like so much earthy afterbirthRich black nutrients fall around your bony fingers Quick...
Posted by californiaflame on Wed, 12 Apr 2006 01:08:00 PST

Of 8-Tracks, and litter boxes, and the birth of music

Okay, so here we go......ye olde first blog. I have many friends who are brilliant, funny, incredible bloggers. I subscribe and read their stuff daily. They rock. I love them, and the world is less of...
Posted by californiaflame on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 01:38:00 PST