Travel Blessings:LOST & FOUND

Travel Blessings:LOST & FOUND

This incident has become fuzzy in my mind over time but I remember it occurred while I was stationed at Ft. Campbell, KY. That would have been around 1980/81.  My MOS (Military Occupational Specialty) was as a 75D aka Personnel Records Specialist. From time to time I was sent TDY (Temporary Duty Assignment) to other bases in a supporting role to soldiers on maneuvers.

Once I was sent to Ft. Polk, LA or as my fellow troops and I liked to call it at the time Ft. Puke!  If you’ve ever been to Louisiana you know it contains a wide variety of scary horrific wildlife and creatures that must be left overs from the prehistoric era. Snakes, scorpions, bats, etc….

Of course once I received my TDY orders and paperwork I packed up my duffel bag thinking that it would meet me on base.  Boy was I wrong! I made it to Ft. Polk but my duffel bad did not. I wound up having to hand wash my underwear as I had no change of clothing.  The Commanding Officer assigned a female officer to take me into town to buy some new clothes until my duffel bag could be located.

Eventually to my great relief the duffel bag was found and once again I had clean uniforms and clothing. Who knows where it had been for between 24 and 48 hours. Perhaps riding around the luggage carousel at the airport aimlessly until a staff person picked it up, contacted the base who had somebody retrieve it so I would not be naked!!

Sp4 DeBorah Ann Palmer, US Army ~~ November 1977 to November 1981




C130 Rolling Down The Strip – Military Running Cadence



Red Forest Man Meets Yemaya Oshun


Red Forest Man

Who Came with me across the waters

Bury my chains

Some overboard return to Oshun Yemaya

Others to a strange land that kidnapped our bodies but not our souls

Red Forest Man

Skin hue Blood Red as though he were imbibing hot red Georgia clay

Black shining Hair sprouting from from his scalp like an untamed overgrown hedge

Burnished skin polishing up like a Fiery Cauldron flaying in the breeze

Berry stained

Berry Kist


Alien faiths forced upon Red and Black

Red Man Meet the Queen of All Gods and Goddesses

Red Man

Burnt Man

Red Man. Black Man. Burnt by the Son of God.

We step inside each others Reflections

The Border-less to which we shall return.

I was a bit slipping after a time of decay

Exposed in my gore

The Land Began to Reclaim it’s Own

I am Filled with Trees

Trees running rabid over raw Burgundy cuts

I am filled with Trees Ready to Burst forth with Dazzling Ruby Red Brilliant Blossoms


The People Have Spoken


Yemaya is the Yorùbá Orisha or Goddess of the living Ocean, considered the mother of all. She is the source of all the waters, including the rivers of western Africa, especially the River Ogun. Her name is a contraction of Yey Omo Eja, which means “Mother Whose Children are the Fish.”


Oshun is the Mother of the African sweet or fresh waters. In her form as the mother of salt waters, she is known as Yemaya. Like Egyptian Isis and later Greek Diana, Osun is the goddess of love and is widely beloved.


Yemaya II – Abbilona


Yemaya, Oya, Oshun, Shango @ Callejon de Hamel, la Habana 2016




Oshun III – Abbilona

Ode to My African Goddess




Oh Goddess of WonderS

Orisha Oshun

My Sovereign Lady

Mother Goddess first in Line Birthing All Others

Whose Arrival in Our Lives signals New Seasons of

Nuturing Grace

Revealing Your Presence through budding flowers and Mother Natures Sweet Blooms

In You Comes Our Reason for Being

The Goddess Plan

Returning to My Yoruba Soul Roots

We take Our Desired Place within New Seasons

Goddess of the Sweet Waters Verdant Forests and

Abundant Gardens

May Your Anointing Rule in Our Lives

Praise to the Goddess

I am Leaves

I am Roots

I am Sun

I am Sky

I am TreeS

Mother Africa is Calling Me Her Displaced Child to Return Home

Ibeyi – River