Libation


 

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It’s a rainy Sunday here in New York.  Chillier than yesterday. Neither good nor bad. Just is. Sunday a day of reflection and worship for many Christians. I’m not a regular church goer. My attendance in a brick and mortar building is a rare occurrence. Gradually the Baptist Faith of my youth has morphed into an appreciation and Liberation from the confines, dogma and doctrine of the traditional church.  All faiths both traditional and indigenous for me have become one. All are pieces of the original stone. Yet I feel the call of my Ancient Ancestral beliefs calling me home.  I Long for the Zion of Africa.

Psalm 137:1-4

New King James Version (NKJV)

Longing for Zion in a Foreign Land

137 By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept
When we remembered Zion.
We hung our harps
Upon the willows in the midst of it.
For there those who carried us away captive asked of us a song,
And those who plundered us requested mirth,
Saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

How shall we sing the Lord’s song
In a foreign land?

Rivers of Babylon-The Melodians

For me I imbibe the magnificence of Creation more and more through Mother Nature herself. Even if I can’t be near a park or beach because of my heavy work schedule I see myself walking the beach early in the morning when there are only the seagulls flying overhead, the ebb and flow of waves lapping at sand.  Or I’m at the park. Perhaps Central Park or Prospect Park. Touching the trees, heavy protruding boulders, taking off my shoes making that connection to land.

I crave Oneness with Gaia, The Goddess, Mother Nature. African and Native American prior to the Colonizer. Praises to Oshun!!

Any Green-space where Gaia has left her mark in millennium stones, rocks and boulders pushed surface up that speak of eons past.

One hand touches rocks and stones. Voices of Tribal past speak Wisdom into my Life. Feet Grounded within Earth, Sand and Seas.

All geological evolutionary eras merge as one.

I was there at the Jordan baptizing Jesus. My flowing locs once jet black now white with mystical waves. I shook my bountiful mane and the earth trembled. Oshun welcomes back her prodigal son.

Oshun pushed aside Neptune and gathered up her children drowned lost in Middle Passage.  Watery graveyard. We search for each other. Shackled together. Far from the Motherland of our birth.

Brought on deck. Bound. Iron to Iron. Men. Women. Some pregnant. Children. Tossed like so much excess baggage from the good ship Amistad.

We cried out to the Goddess for Salvation. Swept away into the Abyss. Poseiden stepped on our necks and took our breath away. Only the Goddess of Our Royal Bloodline can redeem us. Our Orisha came and gathered our spirits into Her Bosom.

Meditate on Her. Meditate on Her.

I am She who was from the Beginning. I Birthed the Earth into Existence. All others who came after are just minor manifestations of true Grace. Manifestations of the Original Reigning Goddess.

She poured fragrant Libation upon our weary souls. She oiled the depths of our spirits. Deliverance was nigh. The New Sojourner Truth criss-crosses the Land gathering. Gathering. Sowing. Reaping. Transformation.

 

Psalm 137:1-4

New King James Version (NKJV)

Longing for Zion in a Foreign Land

137 By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept
When we remembered Zion.
We hung our harps
Upon the willows in the midst of it.
For there those who carried us away captive asked of us a song,
And those who plundered us requested mirth,
Saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

How shall we sing the Lord’s song
In a foreign land?

JIMMY CLIFF – rivers of babylon

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0118607/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amistad_(film)

Underwater Sculpture In Honor of Africans Thrown Overboard

 

Jimmy Cliff / Many Rivers To Cross

 

https://dancingpalmtrees.com/2014/09/03/seed/

Ibeyi – River

 

“I Dreamed of Rain”-Jan Garrett & JD Martin

 

 

 

 

 

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6 thoughts on “Libation

  1. Great musical selection! I love Bob Marley and Jimmy Cliff…on Sundays I listen to the blues, Mondays are for reggae…gotta have the music that replenishes the soul!
    😎

    1. Me too! I Love all types of music. Soul, R&B, Blues, Jazz, Classical and even some C&W specifically Patsy Cline. Music often forms the background for me to formulate my blog posts.

  2. Almost forgot to mention Gospel Music and Spirituals. Grew up on those in church and hearing my Dad sing them at home, my Aunts singing Praise songs at church. Wonderful memories. Those are the songs I turn to in times of trouble.

    1. On a different level that song speaks to me not of a Lover but of the fact that as a Black American I am not wanted nor accepted in the country of my birth. I know that even after all this time. Generations of my family living here that this is not the place for us. I speak of return. Return to my African self. Return to a place of acceptance and not rejection.

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