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Living By Grace…

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Altar to Shango & Oshun: Coniunctio – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

I am beginning

to get a

taste

of

what it means

to

live

by

the

GRACE of GOD

 

 

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When Life Flips the Script!

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healing altar…

It’s amazing how Life can “flip the script”

in less than twenty-four hours!

After the beauty of yesterday…

which can only be described as a

Gift from the Goddess…

This morning I found myself wailing,

moaning and gnashing my teeth

over the latest heartbreaking news

about someone

very

dear

to

me.

And so,

I went and sat at my window altar

to call upon the

River Goddess,

My Beloved Oshun,

whose Spirit flows within my veins.

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healing altar shot 2…

I share Her message with

anyone whose heart has been broken…

is now broken…

or will surely be broken…

before Life is done with you:

There are FORCES beyond your limited human comprehension

or ability to understand what is at work here

concerning X’s birth…

including the very location of his birthplace…

NOTHING is by accident.

All is in Divine Order;

Part of a Greater Order

the Whole of which is impossible to fathom

from a human, third-dimensional vantage point.

What is required of you

and ALL CONCERNED PARTIES

is surrender to the situation;

knowing without DOUBT and FEAR

that IT IS ALL BEING WORKED OUT FOR THE

HIGHEST GOOD OF ALL…

UP AND DOWN THE BLOODLINES…

extending into what humans experience as:

PAST-PRESENT-FUTURE.

Know that Those Who Are In Charge

of creating Form at your level of existence

will be handling all of your problems

this day–

as well as the remaining days of your life–

unto all Eternity.

And no, although WE appreciate your offer,

WE will not be requiring your assistance.

What you may do for US, however, 

is to empty yourself of everything you have previously held as

infallible, scientifically-proven

TRUTH–

and then hold that space

EMPTY

for us to fill with

REALITY.

And do have a joy-filled day!

Ode to Oya…

Blow, Wind, Blow

Clear the land

Sweep away the mental debris

Which clogs my mind

Clear away the poisonous thoughts

The lies and other man-made falsehoods

That fill my consciousness

And direct my actions

Free me, Oya!

Transform my being

That I may dance the dance of Prayer with You

Swaying to the Divine Rhythms of Life

Clear the way, Oya!

Make entrance within

So that I may receive

Our fiery Lover, Chango

Who comes in

Riding

Waves

of

Wind

Drumming in Marcus Garvey Park…

And yesterday…Saturday

after the gift of Friday with K. in Central Park

came the ecstasy of drumming in

Marcus Garvey Park

A Holy Circle of

modern-day santeros, babalawos, curanderas

women, men and children

who are called by

the Spirit of the Drum

Grandfather blessing my drum…

Gathering weekly to pay homage

to the Motherland: Africa

Lending body, mind and soul

as vehicles upon which the Orishas may ride…

Giving oneself up as intermediary

between the two worlds

vessels to be filled with the

Voice of Drum Spirit…

Holy Rhythms of Healing and Love

rippling out from the village of Harlem

in never ending circles…

through the city…

the nation…

the world…

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