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Goodnight, Grampa
Tomorrow is my Grampa’s public memorial service. It’s been a month since he left this world, left his body and all of us behind. It’s hard to fathom, still. That vacancy, a lacuna where there was once...
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Family Vacation – Hank Williams’ Grave
When I was six years old, my mother and father and I drove from Taylor, Texas to Montgomery, Alabama to make a pilgrimage to Hank Williams’ grave. This was to be our first, last and only family...
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O DEATH
I am so grateful to be experiencing Day of the Dead in New Orleans again this year – to be able to engage in the ritual of the yearly procession to honor our beloved dead, and to remind ourselves that...
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Goodbye, Charlie
One year ago today, my Grampa left this world. I’ve been crying uncontrollably for the past couple of days – for various reasons, but mostly it’s because I just feel so lost. I’m lost without him. I...
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Wild Blue Yonder
August 8th is the twenty-seventh anniversary of my mother’s death. Every year when this day rolls around again I take stock of the condition of my heart, and pause to consider my path – the one that...
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Dark Spirit Honey
In honor of the season, I’m making an effort to revive my honeyed treasure trove of findings and wonders from all corners of the web. I’ve been collecting little bits of spookiness and spectral delight...
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Day of the Dead in Austin, Texas
One of my biggest dreams is about to come true. For years, (nearly 8 now!) I have dreamed of somehow making a Day of the Dead parade like the one that happens every year in New Orleans occur here in my...
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The Color of Pomegranates
This recent autumn was the best year for pomegranates. The tree planted by the pond in the garden seven or so years ago has been flourishing in this strange weather we’ve been having. Oft times, at...
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One Hundred Years
Today, my beloved grandfather would have been 100 years old, were he still alive today. I had hoped that he would make it there in life – he was so close! Only two years to go! But he was ready, I...
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Fallings, Turnings – AUTUMNAL EQUINOX
Here we are at the turnings again. It seems that the turnings are the main moments (or the only ones, lately anyway) that I feel inspired or most dedicated to writing about. This is when I write most,...
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Last year on this day, the anniversary of my mother’s death, I didn’t feel like writing. I just felt like living. That’s what I did, and it felt right. Every year is a little different. Stands to...
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30 YEARS – SEIZURES
Today marks thirty years since the day my mother died. Nearly half a lifetime, it seems – and so much of my life that I’ve had to live without her. I have spent most of those years hiding. Body...
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38 on August the 8th
Thirty-one years ago today, my mother died at the age of thirty-eight – the same age I am now. I didn’t actually put that together until a few months ago, and when I realized it, I feel a numb shock...
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Lissa and the Lion
I met Lissa (pronounced like “Lisa”) Driscoll nearly twenty years ago, when I first moved to New Orleans. I was only 19 or 20 then, and had just started working at an occult shop in the French Quarter...
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THE AUGUST RITUAL
Every year when August rolls around, my body reminds me how full of pain this month has been for me – by keeping me awake until the wee hours, joints aching, mind buzzing with anxiety, and my nervous...
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GRIEVING GRRIZELDA
Many years ago, I asked my dog, “So Grrizelda, what’s it all about?” She got excited and wiggled her butt and gave me one paw to shake and then the other, confirming my belief that the secret of life...
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HAZY WINDOWS
When you are a wanderer in the infinite terrain of loss, you learn strange ways to cope, and to heal. Some people become experts at avoiding and deflecting all the painful memories, or toughen up into...
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GRIEF RITUAL
A COLLECTIVE GRIEF RITUAL music – dance – altar 11.13.22 at BULL CREEK PARK 6701 Lakewood Dr. ATX 78731 free / donations for the artists welcomed featuring dance by: Kelly Goetz Jonathan Hiebert Debra...
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The Wizard’s Jar
August 8th rolled around again this year, as it does — a battering ram of intense heat, like living in a furnace, with no respite from rain in sight. I’ve been recovering from Covid, so having a fever...
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