Dreaming of Amenti: Meeting Isis & Nephthys

I awoke in an anthropoid Egyptian coffin. I looked out into a small dark room lit by torches flaming along the hieroglyph-covered walls. Even with the torches ablaze there were nooks and crannies of the room that were obscured from me. Still I knew that I was in a place that was many places. It…

Sleep, the Little Death: Encountering the Baron and Maman

“Each day is a little life; every waking and rising a little birth; every fresh morning a little youth; every going to rest and sleep a little death.” ~¬†Arthur Schopenhauer Around this time last year, shortly after my amazing visit to St. Louis Cemetery #1 (the well-known “resting place” of the famous Voodoo Queen Marie…

Oya’s Blessings: The Road to the Ancestors

Apparently my ancestors have been dying to connect with me (I know, bad pun, but it was intended :-D). I am sitting here in my study reflecting on the happenings of the last several weeks and I am amazed by how everything just started to line up and fall into place in terms of learning…