Eggun and Oya in a dream
I wrote this when i was really going through something... well
Tue, February 20, 2007 - 1:13 PM
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i will see if you all get it. comments are welcome. I felt that this foto goes with this poem as well. and yes it is an original. A short one maybe sucky but let me know. My heart feels a lot when I am unaware But it feels nothing when I am all there Wish I could the black ice melt And regain the happiness and love that I once felt When I glance in the mirror I hope to see More than a glimpse of what used to be me My mind body and soul are weary And right now my eyes are teary One day I will find what I seek But right now I feel so weak The words are now lost in fear So I will end my message here.
Well I have been out of work because my temp assignment was cancelled. Last night I did not sleep with my glass of water by my head, which Maria (my madrina) told me to do after my lat incident. I dreamt of talking to my eggun and woke up at 5:30 this morning to my phone ringing. Then filled out resumes and sent off cover letters. I went back to sleep around 8:10am or so after calling a substitute office for ahigh school and finfind out that I could start with them tomorrow after I called back to get my employee number. Then I had a dream that I was talking to my eggun again and was in an ile (The other incident had me in an ile also, I still know them as terreiros). But there was a lady sitting in the corner and as I was talking to my eggun about work she came out really fast and angry from where an altar ended up being after she left. I saw a huge deep purple cloth just fill the room in a circular motion (but not like a regular whirlwind, but one that was coming forward like a huge tsunami wave crashing against the shores) and then it disappeared along with her.. Then I said to myself in the dream “Oh my, that was Oya, I hope that I did not do anything wrong.” and started to think if anyone in my family or any of my friends were going to die. I woke up to my phone ringing and my temp agency was telling me that they put me in for an assignment and the person approved for me to start tomorrow.
Wed, January 17, 2007 - 8:14 AM
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I am a fun loving, carefree, well-rounded, intelligent, blatino male with drive and ambition. I hope to someday become a UN translator or even work as a government translator or interpreter and also own my own language school teaching English to speakers of other languages and other languages to speakers of English. I have a great love for my spirituality and am paying more attention to it. I am a multiracial, multi-ethnic ball of energy who looks out for the underdog and takes care of my friends and family. I am also teaching myself to play the violin and working on learning Arabic, imporving my Chinese, Romanian, and other languages.
This following is what happened that night. January 11,2007 occuring 1:35-1:40am > > It happened again. They came through my head. > It felt like I was going in and out of my body. > I could not get out of there. I could feel the > light from the boveda and see it, but my eyes > were closed and would not open. I could not yell > ofr cry out. I heard drums. Not sure. I tried > calling out again. Nothing. More light, people, > many people. There was a woman dancing. (like > she was beign mounted) Were these eggun? My > eggun?? Am I a channel. I tried to cry out, > still nothing. God?? Nothing. Jesus?? Nothing > Orisha oko ogun fere yegue!!!! (I sang this > while this was happening) Nothing. Then I > heard "these are palo drums." I wanted > to cover my head with my scard. I am scared but I > am also not scared. The orishas are coming down > and mounting. I hear the drums. I want to open > my eyes, yell, have it stop. I don't want it to > stop though. I want to know what it is. I try to > call out to my eggun. Help Me! Ayudame! Then help > in another language that I do not remember. > There are many people here. I hear the drums. I > see the candle lights. I need my pañuelo. > Madrina (Maria), someone. Ok, I have had enough. > I am not ready now. Eggun Help! Ayudame. Then I > woke up (it stops I was awake all the time). > and my phone rings. It feels like an eternity > has gone by. I cover my head and hear iyawo > telling me about my journal in my head. Then I go > to write things to tell Maria. > > It is happening again, been a while but > happening. They are back and I do not know who > they are. > > *** this used to happen to me a lot when I was > younger. Then it would happen from time to time. > I could not get ouf of it. Never. Would try to > yell and screm without any sound coming out. I > would not be able to open myeyes. There would be > darkness. But this time there was light. I could always hear voices, people and this time there were more people. *** *** this part was not recorded for my journal, just an explanation and some insight to tell of previous occurances.
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