tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92048231057281029892024-03-19T01:17:30.353-07:00Ifa yesterday, Ifa today, Ifa tomorrowOrunmila eriwo ya!
<p>Ifa thoughts and philisopy by Ifalola Sanchez. </p>
Ela moyin boru, Ela moyin boye, Ela moyin boshishe!The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.comBlogger293125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-58544030130993114432023-03-14T15:27:00.003-07:002023-03-14T15:27:20.662-07:00Contemplation on the odu Okanran Oshe ( Okana she )It is the burden of<br />Working for another<br />To Carry the weight<br />Of their insecurities<br />Always at the mercy <br />Of shifting emotions<br />A benevolent dictatorship<br />Painted with a subtle <br />Veneer of democracy<br />Slowly but surely<br />Subduing all dissent <br />Leading to conformity <br />In thought and finally<br />Resignation<br />Excited workers become<br />Sycophantic drones<br />Quelling even the most<br />Creative minds until<br />The next crop of bees<br />Has entered the fold<br />And the cycle begins<br />Anew<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>Written while listening to: Pastoral by Christian Löffler </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ZcxLXANNH_U" width="320" youtube-src-id="ZcxLXANNH_U"></iframe></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-50687010212214149662023-02-07T15:45:00.001-08:002023-02-07T15:45:12.203-08:00Contemplation on the Odu Odi Owonrin (Odi Ojuani)It’s late<br />The sun has set<br />Wind whistles through the trees<br />As I ready myself for the long road ahead<br />Tonight I travel to distant stars <br />Hat and scarf in hand<br />Satchel on my hip<br />I center myself<br />Before setting out<br />In search of <br />Awe<br />Is it all a beautiful dream<br />Or did I just read it in the pages<br />Of someone else's <br />Biography<br />It's no matter<br />The memories exist<br />Tattooed on my beating heart<br />Visions coursing through my veins<br />One experience after another<br />Ever expanding<br />In search of<br />Space<br />To fill with<br />New ink<br />New stories<br />New<br />Life<br /><br />To read while listening to<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_xfJctxJ1N8" width="320" youtube-src-id="_xfJctxJ1N8"></iframe></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-49158902726299805072023-01-04T14:37:00.002-08:002023-01-04T14:37:17.907-08:00Contemplation on the Odu Irete OsaEvents are almost never<br />Black and white<br />The more people you ask<br />The more versions of<br />What happened<br />You hear<br />Our brains can't help but filter everything<br />Through the sunglasses of our past<br />It's our super power and our disability<br />The trick is knowing which it is<br />In any given moment<br />In any given situation<br />Don't be a slave to your past <br />Try always to be a master of your future<br />Seeing things <br />Not for what they<br />Might be<br />But instead for what they<br />Are<div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-73212378622490358372022-12-09T14:43:00.002-08:002022-12-09T14:43:39.075-08:00Contemplation on the Odu Iwori OyekunI have a message for you<br />Said the Wind to the bird<br />Let me whisper it in your ear<br />I am the breeze <br />Teaching you to fly<br />I am the gale<br />Steering you off course<br />I am the storm<br />Challenging you to stay aloft<br />I am the stillness<br />Giving you rest<br />I am the teacher<br />A harbinger of yesterday<br />A historian of tomorrow<br />I belong to no one<br />But leave you with this<br />Thoughts become<br />Words<br />Words become<br />Actions<br />Actions change the<br />World<br />Give flight to revolution<br />It is the only way to fly<div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-39342052713426792982022-04-13T16:57:00.002-07:002022-04-13T16:57:42.730-07:00Contemplation on the odu Irete OdiWe are all broken<br />In some way<br />Chipped<br />Worn<br />Frayed <br />Sometimes shattered<br />It is Part of the<br />Human condition<br />Easily overlooked<br />In our quest for<br />Perfection<br />Only when we accept this<br />Truth<br />Can we begin to pick up the<br />Broken pieces<br />Restoring the vessel of our<br />Soul<br />So we might let our cups<br />Spill over with<br />Love <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. 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Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-40261095051987593552020-08-21T15:35:00.003-07:002020-08-21T15:44:05.734-07:00Contemplation on the odu Oshe OgundaHumankind brought to its knees by an invisible enemy<br />Perfectly amoral and silently efficient<br />A killing machine whose defeat requires we look<br />Closely at ourselves and others<br />Like a trojan horse entering the most sacred of temples<br />We do not know if our enemy stands next to us or is us<br />We are each in time revealed<br />Whether through word deed or lack thereof<br />That is the cruelty of this enemy<br />Until we are humbled by its power and act accordingly<br />We can will not win<br />We can not win<br />Unity of purpose is the only place we will find salvation<br />The only path to victory<br />Together we build palaces in the sky<br />Apart we never get beyond the first story<br />I choose us ... who do you choose?<div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. 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<div>When you decide to
</div><div>Fully live in the
</div><div>Moment
</div><div>Is when you will finally achieve
</div><div>Immortality<br />
</div><div>Jump off the edge of darkness
</div><div>Timeless love will cradle you
</div><div>In its warm embrace
</div><div>Forever </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-25497466897417020612020-07-09T10:59:00.000-07:002020-07-09T10:59:51.638-07:00Contemplation on the Odu Ika Oshe<!--?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?-->
<div>People want magic to fit in a bottle
</div><div>But most often it doesn’t
</div><div>Magic at its best is
</div><div>Messy </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-87348899658317134362020-06-27T22:17:00.001-07:002020-06-27T22:17:26.777-07:00Contemplation on the odu Ika Ogunda<!--?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?-->
<div>I stand
</div><div>Center stage
</div><div>Blinded by a flood of light
</div><div>Hoping to be heard
</div><div>Dreaming of acceptance
</div><div>That will never come
</div><div>Shamans live
</div><div>In forests
</div><div>On mountains
</div><div>Invisible even amongst the masses
</div><div>Being other
</div><div>Is the gift and curse of
</div><div>Sight
</div><div>Silently I scream before opening
</div><div>My mouth
</div><div>In roaring whispers I
</div><div>Paint pictures of humanity
</div><div>Upon your eardrums
</div><div>Forcing you to reconcile
</div><div>Your truth
</div><div>With truth
</div><div>A vengeful angel of mercy
</div><div>Wreaking havoc with the
</div><div>Building blocks of your
</div><div>Moral constructs
</div><div>I pray for you
</div><div>For us all
</div><div>In poetic streams
</div><div>While guiding you towards the
</div><div>Edge of rapture
</div><div>Performing a slight of word
</div><div>Before disappearing
</div><div>Leaving you to question
</div><div>What is real
</div><div>What is dream
</div><div>What is truth
</div><div>As you leave the performance
</div><div>Bewildered
</div><div>Wondering
</div><div>How did I get here
</div><div>What does this mean
</div><div>Who am I
</div><div>Really</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-23640014178150557302020-06-15T22:19:00.000-07:002020-06-24T17:29:08.385-07:00New contemplation on the Odu Otura MejiI am alone <br />
This room is cold <br />
Silence wraps me tightly <br />
Unclear whether my eyes are open <br />
My sight betrays only the darkness that surrounds me <br />
Entombed in a void of my own creation <br />
Screaming and shouting <br />
Harsh obscenities <br />
At no one <br />
I reach deep inside <br />
Move through my throat <br />
Into the recesses of my tangled soul <br />
Desperately clawing my way through the madness until <br />
My hand reaches that flickering light <br />
Pulling frantically upwards <br />
Releasing a beauty <br />
Into the world <br />
So I might <br />
See <br />
I was born <br />
Then I was reborn <br />
Created from broken pieces <br />
Swept up after each bone crushing fall <br />
A mosaic of understanding <br />
Enlightened mind <br />
Clear sight <br />
Alive <br />
I will never be alone <br />
When wisdom is my companion <br />
I was reborn so I can <br />
Live <br />
<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-51764718951749731482020-03-03T10:08:00.000-08:002020-03-03T10:08:17.185-08:00Contemplation on the Odu Irosun OyekunThere are some doors <br />We must walk through alone <br />Open only for an instant <br />Before vanishing <br />One step forward and <br />We become one <br />With everything <br />And <br />Nothing <br />This world of slumber <br />Is permanently wiped <br />From our eyes<br />So we can finally <br />Grab the key <br />Unlocking <br />Eternity <div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-56002350855469938962020-01-20T22:27:00.000-08:002020-01-20T22:27:02.659-08:00Ifalola's Odu Ifa poetry book reviewAlaafia all,<br /><br />A break from the usual poetry to offer up this wonderful review of my book "This poem called life: Contemplations on Odu Ifa". <br /><br /><i>Marcos Ifalola Sanchez's poems are the result of deep contemplation upon the wisdom of the Odu of Ifa. In fact, they can serve as a kind of commentary on the Odu of Ifa for those familiar with the latter, and an accessible introduction for those yet to become acquainted with Ifa. Practical, playful, profound, and piercing, Sanchez's poetry reflects the beauty of the verses of Ifa, but in an idiom, and with a charm, all of its own. <br /></i>-Oludamini Ogunnaike<br />Professor of African Religious Thought and Democracy at<br />The University of Virginia<br /><br />Thanks so much Professor Ogunnaike! <div>
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To purchase your copy, please visit <a href="https://www.blurb.com/b/8256683-this-poem-called-life">https://www.blurb.com/b/8256683-this-poem-called-life</a> . Thanks for your support and don't forget to spread the word. </div>
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O'dabo!</div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-72616098118874223032019-12-13T15:08:00.001-08:002019-12-13T17:21:53.587-08:00Contemplation on the Odu Otura OgundaIt's still <br />
Out here <br />
Lying in the grass <br />
Looking up at the night sky <br />
Body hurtling through space<br />
A million miles an hour <br />
Quickly going nowhere in particular <br />
I am humbled by the thought that <br />
Even a state of rest <br />
Is a state of extreme motion <br />
The immensity of it all <br />
Reminds me <br />
How meaningless it is to hate <br />
How insignificant it is to fight <br />
How pointless it is to divide <br />
We live on this rock as one <br />
We die on this rock as one <br />
Why not choose to spend <br />
What little time you have <br />
Making everyone’s journey <br />
Through space <br />
A beautiful one <br />
Do something <br />
Anything <br />
To spark <br />
Love <br />
Then sit back <br />
And enjoy the <br />
Fireworks <div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-77897060509170545972019-09-24T15:18:00.003-07:002019-09-24T15:18:46.802-07:00Contemplation on Iwori Ogunda aka Iwori Aweda There is a magic that lives <br />In the space where <br />Survival meets opportunity <br />A spark that when ignited <br />Breathes life into the lifeless <br />Pulling us back from the brink of <br />Extinction <br />Those who possess this gift <br />Know Esu expects his due <br />A conjurer's toll for traveling between the <br />Light and dark <br />An inescapable shadow <br />Forever attached to our soul <br />It's the cost of <br />Doing what is necessary <br />No matter how unpleasant <br />In order to see another day <div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-57908927480192229892019-09-18T17:31:00.003-07:002019-09-23T09:39:42.983-07:00Ofun Meji (Eepa Odu)Ritual without theology <br />Is like a<br />Body without a soul<div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-10463723894374893512019-08-22T15:00:00.003-07:002019-08-22T15:00:28.196-07:00Contemplation on the Odu Ofun Ogbe ( Ofun agbe)<div style="-en-clipboard: true;">
I am adrift on an ocean of thought
</div>
<div>
Trying to find my north
</div>
<div>
In a starless sky
</div>
<div>
Nothing but horizon
</div>
<div>
In every direction
</div>
<div>
I pray the sun has not abandoned me
</div>
<div>
That she guides me out of this darkness
</div>
<div>
Towards the shores of half a century
</div>
<div>
Three thousand possibilities
</div>
<div>
Flash before my eyes
</div>
<div>
In a single moment
</div>
<div>
None more clear
</div>
<div>
Than another
</div>
<div>
There is not much I can say
</div>
<div>
Except I am still sea worthy
</div>
<div>
Despite my missteps into
</div>
<div>
Raging tempests
</div>
<div>
I will listen to the winds<br />
</div>
<div>
Whispering the secrets of sirens
</div>
<div>
To find the tower of Pharos
</div>
<div>
That it may pierce the darkness
</div>
<div>
With a golden path
</div>
<div>
To safe harbor
</div>
<div>
Thank you for staying by my side<br />
</div>
<div>
You are the wind in my sails
</div>
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On a still day</div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-44199704021680623942019-07-17T17:22:00.000-07:002019-07-17T17:22:08.881-07:00Contemplationon the Odu Osa IreteThere is no line between<br />Right and wrong <br />Good and bad <br />Love and hate <br />Everything lives somewhere on a <br />Spectrum <br />Actions that seem clear <br />Often fade and change <br />Like a well worn rug <br />Only time it seems <br />Can cast true judgement <br />On events of the day <br />Even then <br />Truth can lie <br />In the eye of the beholder <div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-32642957013346529652019-07-05T15:59:00.004-07:002019-07-13T19:52:26.543-07:00Nigerian smoked catfish / pescado ahumado , Esu offering Lucumi and YTROne of Eshu's favorite offerings and a part of almost all Lucumi ceremonies is Pescado Ahumado, smoked fish (Catfish to be specific). It's incredibly easy to make, and sooooo much better than what you get at a botanica, which is usually some dried out old crumbly garbage. Here are some links to better understand and perhaps make Eshu extra happy! <br /><br /> <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-f97jvFBF8">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-f97jvFBF8 </a><br /><br />and also a nice article <br /><br /><a href="https://freshtodommot.com/blogs/life-hacks-tips/nigerian-smoked-fish">https://freshtodommot.com/blogs/life-hacks-tips/nigerian-smoked-fish</a><br /><br /><br />Ashe!!<div class="blogger-post-footer">All writing are copyright, Ifalola 2007 and beyond. Do not repost without permission.</div>The Chosen Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06195434841421756490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9204823105728102989.post-30332079793153552552019-06-20T19:29:00.002-07:002019-06-20T19:29:31.005-07:00Contemplation on the odu Obara Iwori<div>
Deep within us</div>
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Lies a shared river of memories</div>
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Flowing across generations</div>
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Feeding our thoughts</div>
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Fueling our emotions</div>
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Nourishing our soul</div>
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A torrential outpouring of experiences</div>
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Sprung from a single source</div>
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Growing as it moves through time</div>
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We inhabit the tributaries</div>
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Sometimes flowing freely</div>
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Other times stagnant</div>
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We must learn to swim</div>
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Read the ebbs and flows</div>
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That make up our home</div>
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Or be left to drown</div>
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We are the river</div>
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It runs forever in our veins</div>
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