Monday, August 31, 2015

Building Up or Tearing Down

I have never claimed to be overly mature.  I’m a proud member of the Peter Pan generation and I refuse to grow up.  I like toys, I love to play and I plan on staying young forever (if only at heart).  I fully encourage this behavior in everyone.  However, I do not subscribe to the mentality of keyboard warriors, who hold fast to clichĂ© cliquey high school ignorance. 

 Social media, historically, has been a breeding ground for spreading hate and nastiness because it comes with no real consequences.  You can say something unkind to another person and walk away from the keyboard into your own existence; never having to answer for your behavior.

 Mean girls (and boys), fueled by jealousy, boredom or a complete lack of social grace and etiquette, take every opportunity to tear others down.  It's quite sad really.  I cannot imagine any person truly feeling GOOD about themselves as they are belittling or insulting and hurting another human being.  There is enough hate in the world, that here, in the metal detecting community, where we all have something in common, you would think everyone could get along. Instead there are accusations of staged finds, back biting and tormenting behavior that leaves me shaking my head on an almost daily basis.

Meanwhile, I will just sit back and watch karma sort it all out.

 xoxo Siren Kimmie (HDIC Girls Rock Metal Detecting)
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Monday, August 24, 2015

Wood Nymphs and Other Tales...

She is continually asked what she finds so intriguing about metal detecting.

 What is the appeal?

This particularly humid summer day leaves her considering this question as sweat drips down the small of her back and hair clings to her face.  She mindlessly brushes a wayward stand out of her eye, leaving a streak of dirt across her cheek.  Mosquitoes and other biting insects buzz around, attempting to make her their next meal.  She shakes her head in response and notices a twig which she plucks from her now disheveled do.  Her knees and backside are dirty and she is pretty sure she has an entire beach-full of sand and earth in her shoes, bra and panties (how it gets there is a mystery)!  

 She glances down at broken, mud-encrusted fingernails, taking note of her arms, now covered in thorn scratches and bruises for which she has no recollection of their origin.  By days end her entire body will tell the tale of running around like a wood nymph, navigating briars, hoisting over fallen trees, sliding down crevasses and climbing steep hills. Anyone in their right mind would say this sounds like a horrid way to spend the day.

Breathing in deeply, savoring the smell of dirt, brush, pine and leaves, her mouth curves up in a knowing smile.  Metal detecting puts her in touch with history, this much is true.  She loves digging up relics and imagining what life was like those many years ago.  But the truth of the matter is, beyond the thrill of the hunt, being outdoors, in the dirt, having an intimate connection with nature—what BETTER way to spend the day?

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Thursday, August 20, 2015

Introvert Seeks Permission

So, I have a major dilemma.  It has come to the point in my metal detecting career where I am going to have to start asking for permission to dig.  Up until this time I have been on hunts with others or I've stuck to my local parks and "free game" areas.  The problem is, my spots are producing less and less and I am going to have to start branching out if I hope to continue in my beloved hobby.  Now, there are a few places I have been coveting from afar.  The next natural step would be knocking on some doors…Herein lies the quandary.

 I always thought I was a "people person".  I mean, I like people. I really do!  I can hold a conversation with just about anyone and I am not judgmental or rude just for the sake of being so.  If I'm having a bad day I don't take it out on others and I try to smile as often as possible, even when it's the last thing I feel like doing.  Yet when a childhood friend asked me for my telephone number instead of communicating through text, I avoided it like I was being asked to perform a speech naked in front of a million people!

"Kimmie, don't tell me you've become an introvert!?!?" he demanded.  

"Nooooo of course not!" I texted in return. 

Flash back to a few months ago when Gary of Heavy Metal Detecting asked me why I wasn't on film more often.  He coaxed me into doing a bit for one of his videos, and while in the process of recording I suddenly became breathless and anxious.  I quite literally felt like I was going to have a heart attack! Gerald was there at the time and asked what was wrong.   

I responded in a panic, "I don't know! Filming this is freaking me out!"  

I forced myself to get through it, but the more I analyzed…I quickly realized, I AM an introvert!  I like to spend time alone.  I always have.  I'm not a big "sharer" when it comes to my feelings, with the exception of those that know me intimately and I don't really have a lot of close friends.  My mum even loves to retell the story when I was a child of how I left my bestie sitting on the front porch for an hour while playing in my room because I forgot she was there.  

So yes, it seems I am, and always have been, an introvert.

Now that we've established this lovely character trait of mine… The point of this whole diatribe--How does an introvert ask for permission to hunt someone’s property?  

I guess we’re about to find out!


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Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Coffee Addition with Organo Gold

It’s no secret that I love coffee.  My Facebook friends can attest to my almost-daily posts that border on obsessiveness.  I even wrote an ode to that wonderful, beautiful, libation years ago called “The Religion of Coffee” (See previous post).  So when one of my Facebook friends happened to see this probably-unhealthy addiction for that rich, dark goodness and asked if I wanted to try some samples of Organo Gold, I said “Well, YEAH!”  As luck would have it, the little packets came in the mail the very day I ran out of coffee at home. (I had forgotten to pick some up at the store – so my addiction clearly isn’t full-blown!)  I opened the packet, and set my one-cupper to brew.  Now please keep in mind that I generally only put cream in my coffee (just to cut down on the acid) but this CafĂ© Latte contained cream and sugar, so it was a little sweet for me.  But I have to say, it was totally tasty none-the-less. It mixed sort of like instant coffee (but it’s not), smelled amazing and provided the mandatory caffeine kick I look for in all my coffee products.  As an added bonus it is low acid and contains Ganoderma which is purported to promote health and longevity.  What can be wrong with that?  Plus ist's very portable, so perfect for detecting trips when you're going to need a little warmer or pick me up! So, if you’re a fan of coffee, like I am, hop on over to TracyPetersen.MyOrganoGold.com and check it out for yourself!

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The Religion of Coffee

The brisk morning air causes an involuntary shiver.
 I wrap my fingers around a tall coffee, enfolding it in my hands like a precious gift. Heat creeps through my palms and into sleepy digits while I pause, embracing the anticipation, before raising cup to mouth. Pressing eager lips to the rim, the soothing aroma awakens the soul as steam flutters across my skin. Gingerly sucking in the too-hot liquid, I am mindless of the slightly seared tongue. Instead, my focus remains centered on the lifeblood radiating down my throat, warming my belly and stealing into my limbs with heady affection. The remainder will be consumed in an involuntary act, but for this moment, my entire being is enlightened, comforted…sustained. With this, I begin the day in a hopeful, Zen-like calm.

 xoxo Siren Kimmie (HDIC Girls Rock Metal Detecting)
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Monday, August 10, 2015

Rock Star Metal Detectorists

I'm going to address this once, and once only. I have seen multiple posts complaining about detectorists attempting to become "rock stars" -- insinuating that anyone who would dare disgrace the sovereignty of metal detecting by attempting to bust the stereotype of crusty, crotchety old men digging for rings on the beach, must certainly be in it solely for notoriety.

Let's get real! There has never been, nor will there ever be a detectorist that will reach anything remotely close to rock star status. There isn't anyone out there interesting enough to fill Blossom Music Center or Wembley Stadium based on their detecting prowess alone. None of us are going to get "rich" from our social media popularity.  And I'm fairly certain people are not finding themselves with the proverbial light bulb over their heads and an epiphany that they are going to take up metal detecting because it will lead to fame and fortune.  Only a handful have achieved more than a few moments in the spot light of TV.  This hardly leads to a mansion in Bel-Air and a vacation home in Tuscany. The truth is, each and every one of us was lured into this hobby because we were excited about the hunt. Simple as that!

 Facebook and YouTube has brought together people from all walks of life and differing backgrounds--each and every one of us having a passion for digging up history or treasures. To belittle or attempt to undermine someone’s passion simply because they choose to live life out loud while expressing it, is just sad! Social media is changing the face of metal detecting. This is a fact that cannot be denied. The choice is to accept it or hide your head in a hole (Hopefully one with a really cool relic.) until you're old, grey and senile.  It’s not going away!  More and more of us are utilizing social media to demonstrate our love for the hobby and this, my friends, is a GOOD thing!  

 For me, music and metal detecting bring out some of my truest, rawest emotions.  When I dig up a relic I am connected to the past just as much as I am when I hear a song on the radio that transports me back in time.  Music and metal detecting are emotionally provocative, not to mention fun (You know that thing, fun?) and I will not apologize for melding the two together.

 Incidentally, I don’t need metal detecting to propel me into rock stardom. I, along with the other lovelies who grace the pages of Girls Rock Metal Detecting, were rock stars long before we began swinging a detector--and we have no intention of toning ourselves down for anyone!

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