Posts in the “FASCINATIONS” category

TWO DECADES OF MARDI GRAS MEMORIES

by angeliska on February 28, 2023

I’ve been partaking in Nick Jaina’s amazing Memoir Class (seriously go check it out if you’re ready to jumpstart your memoir writing, it’s been absolutely fantastic!) and I’ve been focusing on writing about my years in New Orleans before Hurricane (…)

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GRIEF RITUAL

by angeliska on November 27, 2022

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 McAdoo Amy Morrow Ellen Stader Caroline (…)

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HAZY WINDOWS

by angeliska on August 9, 2022

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 stoic, armored warriors – (…)

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THE AUGUST RITUAL

by angeliska on August 9, 2021

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 system cycling (…)

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R.I.P. LOWKEY

by angeliska on January 13, 2021

You’d think that after being with Lowkey for 15 out of his 19 years on this earth, I’d be more prepared for his passing… But it was more brutal than I’d ever prepared myself for – even with so many (…)

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FALLING STARS + CACTUS FLOWERS

by angeliska on August 8, 2020

I don’t know whether I will ever be done writing about my mother. Last year, on this day, I thought I might be close. Close to being at peace, close to saying everything I’ve needed to say about her life, (…)

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DOUBLE ETERNITY

by angeliska on August 9, 2019

This morning found me doodling figure eights, looping curves of lemniscates making fanciful arabesques in the margins of my diary. I sat at my kitchen table on this bright summer morning with a candle lit, writing. My friend Sophia Rose (…)

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My Angelic Inheritance / The Holographic Will

by angeliska on August 8, 2018

The 8th of August has rolled around again, as it is (thankfully) wont to do, and I am rolling my feelings around in my palms like the smooth sphere of pink rose quartz I meditate with – holding them gently, (…)

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ON SELF MOTHERING

by angeliska on May 12, 2018

Looking back now, I can’t remember exactly when or where on my healing journey I became aware of the undeniably unhappy presence of my inner child self. I do, however, remember very clearly the words that first helped that part (…)

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Lissa and the Lion

by angeliska on October 10, 2017

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 notorious for (…)

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