Sankofa Mewa Entry 7: (2016) Who Dis Woman?! featuring Nana Sula 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…
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.
Although I wasn't there, I still heard the drums in between sobs. What is it about the caravan than makes me feel it like this when I miss it?
Then, it happened. The masquerade prophecies as told through an Egungun priest. He ripped through the crowd like a tornado, delivering messages to whomever was divinely appointed to receive.
Life is theater. Theater is life. Stay in Character.
I meditated on what sacrifice and offerings meant to me. Usually, the first thing to came to my mind was the sacrifice of Christ. It dissolved into visions of crosses…
Culture. Counseling. Fitness. Mwalimu. S.E.H.A.H. “If you can see it, you can touch it. If you can touch it, you can grab it. If you can grab it, its yours.”
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