Blind faith
Is a man with no tongue
Boldly proclaiming that the excrement he eats
Is the worlds rarest and tastiest meal
Based only on what he is told
By a man starving to death
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Itefa in Nigeria
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Ifa thoughts and philisopy by Ifalola Sanchez.
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Reposting this blog
It's come to my attention that my blog has been reposted to other places on the internet, this is fine under the following conditions.
1. My work is copyrighted (except Odu Ifa, which no one owns) and rights always remain with me.
2. Please clearly site me as the author of the piece so people do not think it's your own.
3. A link must always be included to this blog so people know where it came from. http://ifalola.blogspot.com
In the spirit of sharing and respect for my time and energy, please do not violate these terms. Ifa will also be unhappy.
1. My work is copyrighted (except Odu Ifa, which no one owns) and rights always remain with me.
2. Please clearly site me as the author of the piece so people do not think it's your own.
3. A link must always be included to this blog so people know where it came from. http://ifalola.blogspot.com
In the spirit of sharing and respect for my time and energy, please do not violate these terms. Ifa will also be unhappy.
Who is Ifalola
I realized that people might not know much about me, so I decided to add a short profile of who I am. I was born in '69 into a latino family in the US. My dad's family practiced the Orisa tradition, but I didn't find my way to the tradition until I was about 18. After finding a lucumi Ile and worshiping for several years, I was "rayado" in Palo Mayombe, later passing to Padre then Bakonfula. After some time I eventually fulfilled my obligation to initiate (kariosha/dosu) as a priest of Yemoja. After receiving my Awofakan and being told I had to pass to Ifa, no matter, I began studying Ifa and thinking about what that meant to me. My search began, when Henry Drewal, a friend, brought his Oluwo to lecture at his classes at University of Wisconsin, Madison, I realized I had found my Oluwo, Kolawole Oshitola, Ejiirosun. And so after two years of email and calls with Baba, consulting Yemoja and Ifa, I went and did my Itelodu (Itefa) in the Challenge area of Ibadan, Nigeria. I went with a good friend, a lucumi Awo Ifa, who became my Ojugbona (Ifajoko, Osa Ogunda) and my Wife, Ifatolu.
It's been a wonderful ride with ups and downs, and I hope that with the support of my family and community I can continue writing, whatever doubts or hardships might come my way. May Ifa always guide us all to achieve long life, filled with Owo, Omo ati Ire gbogbo! Ase o!
Ifalola omo Iwori Aweda
It's been a wonderful ride with ups and downs, and I hope that with the support of my family and community I can continue writing, whatever doubts or hardships might come my way. May Ifa always guide us all to achieve long life, filled with Owo, Omo ati Ire gbogbo! Ase o!
Ifalola omo Iwori Aweda
Ifalola in Nigeria
Itefa in Nigeria
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