Connection | The Daily Post


 

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Connection

I Love the way 23andMe organized my Maternal Bridge linking me to Africa, Native American ancestry and I have some Irish lineage also! (See below chart)

I’ve always felt a special connection to my African co-workers knowing that I too am from the Motherland but my ancestors having been kidnapped and brought by force to what is now known as America some of that connection was lost. My ancestors lost not only their homeland but their language, culture, religion, (Christianity was forced upon both Africans and Native Americans) and traditions. For me the Connection or Bridges to my Ancestral Lands were partially rebuilt when I had my DNA test done a few years ago.

Through my maternal line most of my ancestors were from Mozambique. I belong to the maternal haplogroup L3e2b1a.  Based on their findings I also probably have some Nigerian ancestors.  Thanks to the advent of computers, the Internet and Blogs in my lifetime I can now connect with many of my African Sisters and Brothers across the globe. Exciting!!

When I pass through the African Art and Egyptian Wings of the museum sometimes I can feel the spirits of the artifacts reaching out to me. I look at items that once had spiritual significance and are now artworks and see my past, present and future. Sometimes I even see my face.

Having Native American Ancestry from both my mothers and fathers sides I’ve always felt a deep spiritual connection to Native Americans, the traditions and the belief systems.

So I have the bloods of African, Native American and Irish Queens running through my veins but as the end result says on the below Ancestry Composition I am 100% DeBorah Ann Palmer.

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23andMe Ancestry Composition

Ancestry Composition tells you what percent of your DNA comes from each of 31 populations worldwide. This analysis includes DNA you received from all of your recent ancestors, on both sides of your family. The results reflect where your ancestors lived before the widespread migrations of the past few hundred years.

86.9%
Sub-Saharan African
81.2%
West African
2.7%
Central & South African
3.0%
Broadly Sub-Saharan African
11.3%
European
Northwestern European
5.0%
British & Irish
3.5%
Broadly Northwestern European
Southern European
1.1%
Broadly Southern European
1.6%
Broadly European
1.4%
East Asian & Native American
0.6%
Southeast Asian
0.4%
Native American
0.4%
Broadly East Asian & Native American
0.5%
Unassigned

100%

DeBorah Palmer

 

 

 

 

Rivers of Ecstasy


http://www.thaliatook.com/AMGG/oshun.php

OSHUN

Ibeyi – River

https://youtu.be/lHRAPIwsS5I

Afro-Caribbean Religions | The Digital Caribbean digitalcaribbean.commons.gc.cuny.edu
Afro-Caribbean Religions | The Digital Caribbean
digitalcaribbean.commons.gc.cuny.edu

Oh Great Goddess Oshun Let Me Come to Your Waters that You May Wash My Soul.

Capture me in Your Ecstasies!  Wash over Me washing away the filth of modern life, Corporate America, capitalism, greed, anxiety and pain. Flow through me Queen of the Rivers with your cleansing floods. Casting off shadows I dive deep into your essence. Through the sweetest of baptisms I am made whole.  I hear the voices of my ancestors calling me. Calling me back home.

My mind touches the picture. Spirit possess me. Visions reach across centuries and your mind is at one with mine. I feel your emotions. Your fears. Your voice crying out across time. Ancestral spirits rise up from seas, oceans, rivers crossing the veil to those still earthbound crying, “Hear Our Voices! Be Our Conduit to the Future!”  Orisha speak through me! Orisha Speak through me!

Middle Passage and Trail of Tears join forces!  Come forth with Power and Grace!

I eagerly await your knowledge, wisdom and energies O’ Goddess of Creativity!

Female Ancestor from my Dad's side, Name lost to Time
Ancestor known only to God.

Ibeyi – River (RLR Remix)

Oshun « Brandon Valery brandonvalery.com
Oshun « Brandon Valery
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Scribe


Scribe

Queen Seshat Egyptian Goddess of Scribes
Queen Seshat Egyptian Goddess of Scribes

It was in the early times that the Priestess of Papyrus placed the Holy writ before me and bade me write the vision and make it plain so that our people who read may run with the vision. You hold the pen of a ready writer. Hieroglyphics danced before me then carried me to the Temple for sanctification. Pierced with the hollow reeds that rose up from the Nile filled with the ancestors’ blood the Scrivener was born.

Seshat
Seshat

Books bit me as a child. I was infected with wordplay and phrases began to drip from my lips and out through my fingers. A light went on in my brain and I was never the same yet all the better for books piercings. Dewey Decimal was a Vampire more worthy than Dracula.

Chosen by the Muses who have awakened me early in the pre-dawn morning and kept me going until Luna takes her place in the night skies. Athena, Isis, Lakshmi, Benzaiten, have anointed me as the High Priestess Oracle as I take my place in the Council of Elders. I ascend my Throne the sacred parchments are placed before me and I begin.

 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypergraphia

Nzingha African Warrior Queen

Jump Sankofa Kindred????????


Jump Sankofa Kindred????????

Sankofa Bird
Sankofa Bird

If I Jump back into time. Jump the broom back Mother Africa who will I find? And why do the ancestors call my name?

Though I’m separated from the Motherland for over 200 years there is that spiritual umbilical cord that binds me to Mother Africa. A Mother always cries for her lost children.

Was I being and speaking Yoruba, Igbo, Bantu, Akan, Twi, Tsonga, Nyungwe, Ronga, Ngoni, Chopi, Tonga, Ndau, Tswa, Swahili, Makhuwa, Sena?

In a distant time was I Nzinga Mbande Warrior Monarch of the Mbundu people? How many souls are in my spirit and what bloods run through my veins?

Perhaps my ancestors have chosen me their earthly Sankofa bird to reach back and pull their souls from suffering and oblivion. They are saying, “Remember us!” Redeem us Dear Sister that our deaths were not in vain. Their voices cry out to me from the depths of the oceans. Their spilled consecrated blood from hallowed ground. Yes I hear your cries sacred ones and deliverance is on the way.
Pilgrimage is nigh on Sankofa bird wings Oh land of my ancestors!

Sankofa Bird
Sankofa Bird

Amistad


Amistad

One day while on deck we Jumped, You and I.

Across Oceans.

Over the Seven Seas.

Towards Freedom.

Jacob Lawrence ~ Migration Series
Jacob Lawrence ~ Migration Series

The fluttering’s within led us to know that………….
No Womb Child of Ours would serve foreign masters in a strange land.
Now we Two Lovers are sealed in an Eternal Embrace wrapped around Eons.
Our sacred bones have become Undersea chapels where Ocean denizens worship daily.

Amistad Slave Ship
Amistad Slave Ship

They swim through our frameworks paying homage via weaving seaweed, decorating our frames with diatoms and Ocean sea grasses as adornments for our Holy Cathedrals.

Phytoplankton, kelp and algae melodically bow in reverence and awe to displaced ancestors who chose to answer that yearning for the Motherland by throwing off heavy corporal prisons and keepers that sought to bind them to an unfamiliar future in the bosom of a generation who had forsaken the Creator.

Releasing our souls to the Originator we whisked through the briny deep where our son Menelik was reborn as Ethiopian Royalty.

For we knew that the People could Fly……. the Twin Queens of Ethiopia and Egypt shall rise again to Reign once more.

Underwater Slave Sculpture
Underwater Slave Sculpture