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For Nigerian Women, JuJu Haunts Them

I cannot tell you how many times I have listened to American people talk about JuJu and you can tell that they really don’t know what JuJu is. It’s most often come from New Agers who want it to mean “spreading love and positive light” to others. JuJu is a lot more than just some “positive vibes” to send to someone. It’s a dark magical practice that embraces the Ancient African Gods and Goddesses. It’s still very popular in Nigeria where you can go see a witch doctor for charms to help with love, luck, infertility, and even retaliating against your enemies. I have also understood that it’s used in verbal contracts to bind the contract. And that is really the focus for today. Because many women escaping sex trafficking in Nigeria are absolutely terrified of their JuJu contracts.

What has happened is that sex traffickers will create a contract to the women to pay their debt. Then a spell is cast over them that if they do not pay their debt, spirits will attack them until they go insane. Although the women are escaping the hell of sex trafficking, they are so bound by belief in the JuJu that they believe Spirits are following them and trying to make them insane for not paying their debt to their sex traffickers. In some cases, they believe the Spirits will attack their families who are left behind in Nigeria.

I want to hold these women and praise them for their bravery to escape. And I want to scream and pound my fists on those men abusing magic to manipulate these women. I cannot imagine for a moment that any Deity or Spirit would be okay with the sexual enslavement of these women. I cannot believe for a second that the Gods and Goddesses would allow any spiritual harm to come to these women. They are women who should be praised for their strength! They embody the Goddess in all of Her strength and compassion!

In my heart, I can only see that corrupt men have manipulated magic and the Divines into these monstrous characters to manipulate and control the masses. It is heartbreaking to read that in 2017, these women are being sold and bound by contracts to their abusers with the simple use of magic. I want to run to these women and show them the joy of a fabulous hex. To help them embrace their Ancestors and ask for protection. To not only support their physical removal from the situation but to help them take back their power. If they only knew how strong their magic was, the scenario could be so different for them.

I implore you to learn about JuJu before assuming anything. To understand that your words hold power and you cannot take ownership of something that is not yours. The African people have been fighting for those things that they hold dear, they shouldn’t have to keep fighting any longer. I don’t know how we can combat the corrupt mindset that has invaded their spirituality. I only hope that they can make significant changes soon.

I will be lighting candles for Nigeria. So that men can see the Goddess-like status of their women and that the women can band together and end the sex trafficking.

My Journey with Heimdall

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Many people assume that because I am ordained in a Goddess Temple, that I don’t work with Male Deity. It’s not actually true! When I began my path, I was devoted to Bastet and worked with many deities from the Egyptian pantheon. During the time of studying and ordination, I had them all walk away and Freyja took the reigns. I was devoted to only Her. This was not my choice nor was it because of my studying and ordination. Rather it had to do with things taking place in my personal life. After about 4 years of monotheism and devotion to Freyja, I am still Hers. At this point in my life, I am Hers and She permits me to work with other deities. More often than not, a deity from my Germanic roots. She has made an exception for Mother Mary. Freyja can be jealous, it’s something many pagans like to ignore. Jealous deity? WHAT? But remember, this is my relationship with deity, your mileage may vary.

So why am I telling you all of this? Because about a year and a half ago, Heimdall made his presence known to me. It’s not a typical relationship by far. This is more of a protective big brother (in partnership with Loki, but that is a post for another day) type of relationship. Heimdall, for all of what we know of Him, is much more of a gentle giant rather than a burly Viking warrior. There is a compassion there that I apparently have needed. While working with Goddesses tend to feed my need for motherly love and compassion, Heimdall provides for me something that I had not had or even knew I needed. Masculine compassion.

It’s a shame that in the Norse mythology, we are often seeing the male Gods as warriors only. They wield huge axes, swords, and hammers, and proceed to battle it out with Frost Giants or whatever trickery Loki has been up to. But Heimdall presents, to me, something that I had lacked heavily as a child and as a woman. I distinctly remember this one meditation in which He came, He pulled me into His giant lap, and He held me. He granted me safe space I needed to release some hurt and pain that men in the past have given me. I have lived a life in which it has always been just me defending me. I have never had anyone, male or female, defend me or stand up for me. When I have had moments of needing someone to hold my hand, or even hold me so that I could feel what I was feeling…..I was left alone. I had become so jaded into believing that people were so uncaring, but that there must have been something wrong with me that no one could see me as a person who had emotional needs. That I wasn’t worthy of care and compassion. That for all the love and compassion I gave in the world, I just wasn’t special enough to receive it back.

I look at Heimdall and I see hope. Hope that we change how we view men and masculinity. That we allow men to express emotions freely. See tears. See their nurturing side. Stop perpetuating man as a warrior first and lover later. Allow men to define their own masculinity, rather than impose what we have been taught for thousands of years.

I invite you to sit with your male deities, if you are connected with any, and ask them to reveal their masculine compassion. Feel it, let them shower you with it, let them nurture you. It is not the same as feminine compassion, but it’s fulfilling all the same. Having both in my life is truly a blessing!