Sankofa 2017: iiiYansa, Oya’s New Baby Priestess
As I do every year I go to Sankofa, I took my walk alone for stillness and reflection. This year, something deep happened. When the winds picked up, my spirit…
As I do every year I go to Sankofa, I took my walk alone for stillness and reflection. This year, something deep happened. When the winds picked up, my spirit…
They were a blur of spinning white, as if they became a physical embodiment of Oya’s whirlwind. She saw me too, but danced in the other direction, running away from…
As trivial as we may try to make it, we have always been a people who took great pride in our appearance, no matter the occasion. It made me think…
In my absence, Sankofa still taught me a lesson. No other event was more important to me than going to the water and giving thanks to The Creator and my,…
Was I really going to ignore my ancestors after they had been calling me to the water all year? Hell...infatically….no.