The Gem I am

I remember a little while after my Iyanifa initiation, an elder priest asked me about my lineage, my odu, how long have I been initiated. How long have I been practicing Ifa? Who introduced me to it? My hesitation in answering the questions was not for lack of knowledge. My hesitation was because none of that information would adequately describe my personal journey. None of that information helps one to understand who I am, and how Ifa manifests in my life. Having knowledge of someone’s odu does not replace this, unless you were there on the mat with them and privy to the messages they received concerning their personal destiny. 

None of that information tells of my own spiritual walk or the work that I do on a daily basis to develop and grow. It doesn’t speak to my work ethic, my integrity, or my character. 

None of that information sheds light on the deeply rooted teachings that have been handed to me since birth, from a tribe of elders, most of whom have transitioned to Orun (Realm of Spirit), who walked this earth with impeccable character. They were not priests, yet helped to form my own core belief system. It was their teachings that led me straight to my own priesthood. They were such a force in my life, that everything I learn, and do has their fingerprints all over it. I would not be the woman I am without their love and guidance. I would not be the mother I am without their love and guidance. I would not be the wife I am without their love and guidance. I would not be the priest I am without their love and guidance. Without them, I would not be the gem I am.

My beloved Egungun (Ancestors) has been heavy on my mind lately. They were the people in my life, who many would consider as an inner circle, I think of them more like a core circle, because I feel that without them, there is no me. They are the ones who have generously shared their understanding of love and wisdom with me. They poured the richest parts of themselves into me with grace. I am thankful. I pray that I am able to embrace those who are placed in my hands to care for with integrity and warmth, just as I was. Ase

If you truly have interest in knowing someone, spend time with them, have conversations with them, work with them. It is distasteful to me that sometimes Ifa/ Orisa Tradition is understood like an Africanized version of Abrahamic religions. I am in no way saying that there is no substance and form in Ifa/ Orisa practice, but far too often it seems to be forgotten that Ifa is life. It is alive. Life is lived in each moment of existence. Having a map in your hand and looking at it can never replace the experience of being on the road.

May we develop true bonds of kinship based in compassion and understanding with each other. Ase.