The Summer of Gods is a short film about a troubled girl named Lili who unites with her Afro-Brazilian religious ancestry on a summer visit with family to their ancestral village in rural Brazil. Soon after her arrival, she encounters Orishas (African gods) who join with her grandmother to help her find peace with a gift
that has previously vexed her. The film is set in the Northeast of Brazil where Afro-Brazilian religious traditions remain strong. Lili’s Grandma is a well revered local priestess who honors the Orishas. Lili is blessed by the goddesses as well. To preserve tradition, they lead her on a mystical adventure through a nearby forest which symbolizes her initiation into the tradition.
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"We must bear in mind that in the Yoruba mentality, ideals as patience, control and reverence are personified in women, the same women who pays tribute."The mothers’, who are United with all women by "blood flow" (menstruation), enclose the concept of balance, a feminine quality that man must understand - emulate, in fact - in order to survive. An old woman, of which her years imply secret knowledge and power, can be called a witch. These elderly women and priestesses, tends to give much love. This is due to that that "special power", they have more access to the Yoruba deities. In an old woman, whose longevity suggests a mystical power and secret knowledge, it is put in the same category as those who have important titles in worship to the gods and the ancestors. Old age implies a spiritual growth from the end of menstruation. Therefore, menopause plays a role in the community that, contrary to Western civilization, is very revered ".

* Chapter: La menstruación:No toques a los Orisa por que te matan,libro:Mitos Urbanos Incluídos en Ifá, del Oluwo Aguila de Ifá.

Here we are, THAT annoying time of the year in Brazil.

Last year I made a post complaining about the hypocritical behavior of brazilians in every new year’s eve. There’s this tradition in some afrobrazilian religions that consist in offering to Yemaya/Iemanjá at the beach, throwing flowers, perfumes and etc.

Problem is: most of those people are ignorant white social catholic bastards who spend the whole year demonizing the orishas/voduns/inquices. REALLY. Kicking “macumbas” and ebos and making that sign of the cross everytime someone talks about afrobrazilian religions.

It’s not your religion, you’re not an initiate, you know nothing. Stop glamorizing it.

Stop bothering Yemaya, She does not deserve your bullshit.

She taught a simple, down-to-earth approach to the tradition: Ancestors first. Learn the rituals, but don’t get caught up in formality. Talk to the Orisa anywhere, any time, about anything, and they will hear you. Don’t let priestly status or adornments blind you; that which is most Divine is usually invisible to the human eye. When in ritual, make your every thought and word a prayer, and be conscious of what you are praying for. Make altars for the gods, but love Orisa wish what you have—it is always enough.
—  Tobe Melora Correal talks about her first lessons from her godmother in her book Finding Soul on the Path to Orisa: a West African Spiritual Tradition

Ori is a metaphysical concept important to Yoruba spirituality and way of life.

Ori, literally meaning “head,” refers to one’s spiritual intuition and destiny. It is the reflective spark of human consciousness embedded into the human essence, and therefore is often personified as an Orisha in its own right . In Yoruba tradition, it is believed that human beings are able to heal themselves both spiritually and physically by working with the Orishas to achieve a balanced character, or iwa-pele. When one has a balanced character, one obtains an alignment with one’s Ori or divine self.

Alignment with one’s Ori brings, to the person who obtains it, inner peace and satistaction with life. To come to know the Ori is, essentially, to come to know oneself, a concept extremely foreign to Western philosophy. The primacy of individual identity is best captured in a Yoruba proverb: “Ori la ba bo, a ba f’orisa sile”. When translated, this becomes It is the inner self we ought to venerate, and let divinity be.

Oriki Ori:

Ori o,

When I look for my path, it is you who walks beside me

may we walk in harmony and not stumble upon each others feet

When I am in my darkest hour, it is you who shine a light

may our depths of sorrow always be matched by heights of joy

When I am lost and without direction, it is you who takes my hand

may wisdom reign in the kingdom of our soul

When I am alone in the darkness I ask

my Ori, what are you?  

you are the other reality inside

you are the owner of righteous intuition you are my power to observe,

reason and inspire you are my one real identity

you are me

Ori o bless your omo

Ase o

Photography Courtesy: James C. Lewis (http://www.noire3000studios.com)

 Text by: Teekay Akin

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@7pm - Excerpt Screening of my documentary Ọya: Something Happened on the Way to West Africa followed by a Q&A with director and Bronx filmmaker Seyi Adebanjo.

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