Contemplation on the Odu Irete Osa

Events are almost never
Black and white
The more people you ask
The more versions of
What happened
You hear
Our brains can't help but filter everything
Through the sunglasses of our past
It's our super power and our disability
The trick is knowing which it is
In any given moment
In any given situation
Don't be a slave to your past
Try always to be a master of your future
Seeing things
Not for what they
Might be
But instead for what they
Are

Contemplation on the Odu Iwori Oyekun

I have a message for you
Said the Wind to the bird
Let me whisper it in your ear
I am the breeze
Teaching you to fly
I am the gale
Steering you off course
I am the storm
Challenging you to stay aloft
I am the stillness
Giving you rest
I am the teacher
A harbinger of yesterday
A historian of tomorrow
I belong to no one
But leave you with this
Thoughts become
Words
Words become
Actions
Actions change the
World
Give flight to revolution
It is the only way to fly

Contemplation on the odu Irete Odi

We are all broken
In some way
Chipped
Worn
Frayed
Sometimes shattered
It is Part of the
Human condition
Easily overlooked
In our quest for
Perfection
Only when we accept this
Truth
Can we begin to pick up the
Broken pieces
Restoring the vessel of our
Soul
So we might let our cups
Spill over with
Love

Contemplation on the Odu Okanran Iwori

I sit and wait
Patiently
Observing who you are
Until
Like water running over a
Mud caked statue
In time
Your true self is
Revealed

Further thoughts on the Odu Ogbe Ofun

Painted in slow movements across the night sky
Stars hurtle through time and space
Magnificent diamonds
Floating above our heads
Though we are so far apart
I wish I could pluck one for you
A gift of brilliance and joy
Bringing light to the darkness surrounding you
Look to the sky whenever things seem lost
Remember that we all share these
Beautiful shimmering lights that
Pierce the blackened sky
That I'm always here
That even in our darkest hour there lives
Light

Contemplation on the odu Iwori Ika

No matter how you try
You can not catch the crashing waves
Bend them to your will
Deny their existence
You can only look away
Secretly hoping that the pulsating rhythms
Never end
Never fade
Engaged in a delicate pas de deux of minds
Revealing more in the breaths in between
Than in a million words
A fleeting glance
A framed doorway
A gentle rain
Tell me you saw the birds
Gliding through the storm
Weren’t they lovely
Tell me you saw them so I know it wasn’t
Just a dream

Contemplation on the Odu Ofun Oyekun

For many
It's not death that is truly feared
Nor even the loss of life
It's something far greater
Our fear is rooted in the idea that
There might be a time when
Sharing moments with our
Living loved ones and equally
With those who passed before us
May be impossible
Even faith gives no guarantees
Only hope
One thing that is for sure
Our bodies will become one
With the earth
With the universe
In that way we are reborn
Feeding the never ending cycle