ECHOES OF LEGACY: A Blog for the Ancestors
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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 surrendered. The sound of the wind was so loud, She drowned out the drums. … GO IN…Sankofa 2017: iiiYansa, Oya’s New Baby Priestess
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 me. It was to no avail. Oya was already on her path. We danced around each other for a few more drumbeats until Oya planted our feet face to face. We embraced, and I allowed my spirit to speak to hers in words I cannot recall. She received greatly, and a sisterhood was born. … GO IN…Sankofa Mewa Entry 7: (2016) Who Dis Woman?! featuring Nana Sula Spirit
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 of LaNisha, her beautiful spirit, and her wonderful contributions to the world of fashion. I dedicate this diary as a literary libation to the memory of LaNisha Simon. … GO IN…Sankofa 2015: Royalty Reigns
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, our ancestors. This would be the last time I would miss Sankofa. … GO IN…Sankofa 2014: Not Just Another Event
Was I really going to ignore my ancestors after they had been calling me to the water all year? Hell…infatically….no. … GO IN…Sankofa 2013: TAXI !!!!!!!
