Saturday, April 16, 2011

A Hint Of Hoodoo, Voodoo And Automatic Handwriting


Greetings, Gifted Reader!

A couple of weekends ago, Gypsy Stars made an appearance at a fundraiser for a local theater. Donating several hours worth of Tarot card readings for the theatrical patrons was a rewarding experience, and some of the results were quite startling.

Although I won’t ever divulge a client’s personal information, I will admit that some extremely accurate information came through that night. Perhaps, I can explain it like this:

The theme for the fundraiser was Mardi Gras, New Orleans style--a city I have a great deal of affinity for. 

Gypsy Stars in the French Quarter.
In 1988, I happened upon Luisah Teish’s book, Jambalaya.


Quickly I read it, finished it, put it down, picked it back, and read it again. It spoke so strongly to me that for years I referred all my clients to it. In case you’re not familiar, Teish grew up in New Orleans with elements of Vodoun, or Voodoo, practiced in her daily life. Curious, she traced its beliefs to the religion of Ifa found among the Yoruba of West Afrika. 

Soon, I began reading any book I could I find on Vodoun, Santeria, Lucumi, Candomble, and Ifa. Eventually, I traveled to New Orleans and visited the Voodoo Museum and the tomb of Marie LaVeau.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marie_Laveau

Gypsy Stars and friend
  at Marie Laveau's tomb.
Although I don’t participate in a lot of Ifa rituals today, I still occasionally bring 9 eggplants to a cemetery or toss a watermelon into the sea. Fetifum, Mama Oya! Fetifum, Mama Yemaya!

By the way, have you ever tried automatic handwriting? Several blogs back, I talked about fire gazing and how you should have paper and a marker (as opposed to a pen) next to you while looking into a fire. The same principles are in operation here, but this time you sit at a table. 




Gypsy Stars in New Orleans.
Automatic handwriting doesn’t work well for me and sometimes I wonder if it’s because I’m an artist who tends to doodle a lot. But one of my best friends, Silvia, was a master without even trying to be--perhaps due to her Pisces Sun. 

When we were roommates, Silvia and I would sit at a kitchen table with sheets of paper. After quieting down, we would loosely hold a pen in our hand, placing the tip lightly on top of the paper. Soon, Silvia would be writing and writing and writing. Most of the time, she would appear to go into a trance. Once, I had to collect all the papers as they were flying off the table. After she calmed down, we were shocked to read the words of warning she had penned. They weren’t very positive and spoke of the coming destruction of the planet. That was many moons ago, and Silvia and I have since drifted apart. But I will never forget the “rivers of blood” she scribbled on one sheet of paper. 

Gypsy Stars at St. Louis Cemetery No. 2.
If you discover that what you’re writing is negative and horrifying, then stop and collect your thoughts. We do carry residue from so many sources, and something creepy you wrote could have stemmed from a bad movie you saw.

On to a more positive note. We are officially in Spring, although our long-awaited line of new t-shirts is still not completed. No worries; you can still get our old designs on Cafe Press. Just click the T*zing logo below.

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Good luck, light and love,

Gypsy Stars


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