Take a spiritual bath for three days. Use Basil, Rompezaraguey, Siempre Viva, Quita Maldicion and Mint. Remember to light a white candle to your spiritual guide with a glass of clear water. Do this for three days and you should recover.
Good Friday is a great day to bury your problems. Nganguleros, give your nfumbe white flowers after touching them to your forehead. Write your personal problems, challenges, enemy names etc., on a petition paper and give to nfumbe and say:
"As Jesus was so crucified this day, oh my Congo take these problems away. Destroy them and discard them in utter darkness never to be resurrected, even as the mortal body decays in the earth forever unretrievable."
Do a divination and ask nfumbe if all is well. Govern yourself accordingly. Ask if the crucifix must be inverted and turned upside down. Ask if a derecho and menga is required. Depending on the seriousness of the issues in your life, the answer may be yes.
Do a egg limpia and strong herb bath Saturday followed by a good luck bath on Easter morning. This ritual may be done anytime when needed but is most efficacious when begun on Good Friday and completed on Easter.
* Non initiates in Palo may do this same ritual at the grave of a love one.
"High John, Sampson Root, Master Root and Lightning Struck Wood plus a lodestone can be worked well by this intent."
I have interacted with people from all faiths, creeds, colors, nationality and lifestyles in 44 years of spiritual practice. I have seen God Goddess in every person I've ever met traveling in 14 countries. I've dined and fellowshipped with gay, lesbian, transexual and bisexual clients around the world. You know what I discovered? People are people. We all love the same. Want the same happiness, the same joy and overflowing abundance. Why do Christians in Indiana think they are so special as to wish to ostracize citizens who live different lifestyles? When did it become Indiana's business who we worship and have sex with? You don't like what you see? Your eye offend thee? Follow the Bible you thumping at me, it says: "Pluck your eyes out!"
What is happening in Indiana and across this country is criminal. America is not a Christian Nation. America is a Nation of many faiths as it is a country of every Nationality on the globe. The Founding Fathers were not prophets and could not have seen the cultural composite the United States of America has become. It is now time for every spiritual tradition; and LGBT Civil Rights to be recognized, legitimized and respected without recrimination or criminalization. Evangelicals do not have a corner on God and God's will, nor can they speak to knowing Her Mind for society, this Nation or the world. Evangelicals in America have a jihad mentality and its time they had a reality check. Whats next? White Only drinking fountains and restrooms? Laws banning interracial and interfaith unions? Shame on you Christians. JUST SAY NO TO RELIGIOUS BIGOTRY!
Lessons About Life I Learned From A Banter Hen - By Dr. Christos Kioni
As Easter approaches we see candy chicks for sale and associate them with the season of renewal. It reminds me of an event that shaped my life at a very young age. The very first lesson about being knocked down I learned as a crippled child wearing a steel leg brace.
I was 6 years old. Ms. Kate who's tenement house was across the street from the bar, sent me to the store behind her house with 25 cents to buy cigarettes. I was a mischievous little boy and was nicknamed "Rough-House" by the bar patrons. I was always tearing radios and televisions apart and would reassemble them perfectly. I'd take a claw hammer and remove the wooden molding around the door frames and then attempt to re-attach them like I saw carpenters do. Needless to say, Pearlie Mae wore my ass out about tearing up stuff LOL!
Ms. Kate had a Banter Hen that had several newly hatched baby chicks nesting under her wood frame house and BBQ joint. For several days I had been trying to catch a chick to keep as a pet. The relationship between the mama hen and me was not friendly to say the least. As I was traversing the discarded beer cans and whiskey bottles strewn about the alley on the side of Ms. Kates house, the mama Banter Hen ambushed me! That tiny red ball of feathers came out from under the house unannounced and took flight, flying directly toward my face, claws extended.
The force of the furious hen's attack knocked me backwards, and my legs not being strong, I fell to the sandy Florida ground landing flat on my back, legs high in the air, arms flailing. That red hen was hotter than a ten alarm fire and she clawed at my face with her talons, cackling up a storm as her baby chicks peeked out from beneath the house at my ass whooping. Everyone around the bar was very protective of me. As I screamed in terror, patrons and boarders came running across the street into the narrow alley on the side of the house toward the direction of my frantic cries.
Shooing the enraged devil colored mama hen away, strong gentle hands picked me up out of the dry, dusty sand. I looked up through hot tears to see Ms. Kate and Pearlie Mae. "Rough-House, what happened to you?" Ms. Kate asked. Ms. Kate was examining my pretty brown scratched up face, wiping my tears with her dirty white, food stained apron. I replied in a heart breaking voice "Ms. Kate, the Banna hen knocked me down, but she didn't take the money!" In my clutched right hand covered with fresh bleeding scars; the money was clenched tight. The bar patrons broke out into drunken laugher and good natured teasing followed. For decades afterwards until her death, Pearlie Mae would tease me about my retort to the hen's attack. "She knocked me down, but she didn't take the money!" That little red hen taught me to respect her and her babies, but also I learned to hold onto that which is valuable and not let go even when I fail and fall. Your dreams to be the best, to become the greatest are more valuable than all the gold in the world! Don't give up on them.
The moral of of this life story is: "Just because you're flat on your back doesn't mean you got to give it up." If life knocks you down, hold on to your dreams. Hold on to your vision. Maintain your integrity and core values, but never surrender your dreams. With this attitude, you can never be defeated and you will always be successful.
By Christos Kioni (c) Copyright 2015, All Rights Reserved Worldwide
A little bird had a broken wing. He could not fly but he could sing.
A little bird with a broken wing. Children laughed at him, bullied and teased.
Poor little bird, he could not fly, but he could sing.
An unwanted little bird, broken and useless the others teased.
Poor little bird, he could not fly, but he could sing.
I want to be exceptional said the little bird with the broken wing.
I want to fly high like the eagles and see what they see!
You are broken, stay on the ground, you can’t fly his friends teased.
And so the little bird sat alone, feeling sad because he could only sing.
One day it all became clear and the little bird lost his fear.
This broken wing I don’t need. Differently abled am I, said he.
My voice, not a broken wing, will lift me to my destiny.
And so the little bird with the broken wing began to sing.
His voice soon heard around the world, in places he could never be.
All because of a broken wing.
A poem I wrote about not feeling good enough, smart enough or physically abled. I understand, because I am a life long Post Polio Survivor with a physical disAbility and I know what it is like to struggle with self-doubt. I hope you will share. Don't view yourself negatively. Look in the mirror and see your greatness in its reflection. - Christos Kioni
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"Intend That It Is Going To Be Amazing."
I just opened The Secret Scrolls in the inbox and it says, "Intend That It Is Going To Be Amazing." I felt that way this afternoon in Target when I was paying for my purchase; destiny unfolded and was witness by dozens of customers. Behind me was a young mother with her toddler in the basket and her mother I assumed. Earlier the mother and I encountered each other in the grocery department. We made eye contact and our souls hailed each other. Smiles. I said hello and she giggled like a little girl and smiled brightly. I admired her brightly colored sari and complemented her. Smiles and giggles from her. A refined, elegant lady I surmised by her accessories and purse. She was definitely not poor.
So as I am securing my wallet and gathering my purchases, the little girl in the shopping cart spies the DVD Frozen on a impulse buy stand. She began pleading with her mother to buy it but the stressed out mom was not feeling her daughter's incessant request. Little girls are dear to my heart and I would tell my daughter Faith when she was little, "God always hears the prayers of little girls". The little girl's cries moved my heart and I shyly offered to pay for the DVD in a discreet manner. But the mother was so shocked by the gesture she was exasperated and replied loudly. "Oh no, you're too kind, I cannot accept! Why would you do that? Oh WOW, you are such a nice man!" Her mother smiled brightly and nodded her head to her daughter's comments. Realizing shoppers and store personnel were watching I quickly explained my personal belief. "It is the custom of my people to bless a child I said loud enough for all to hear. I meant no offense. It is good luck to cause a child to smile and laugh." The mother replied as I walked away, "Sir, you are already blessed because of your kind offer and I wish you much good luck!" The people in the crowded check out lanes let out collective "Ahhs" and "How sweet" comments. I never intended the act of kindness to be known by anyone else. Destiny meant it otherwise.
The moral of the story is that its not about you. Look for those moments when destiny allows you the opportunity to be a blessing. Forget who is looking and whether your actions will be thought inappropriate. I say that because for a moment, I hesitated to be a blessing and we should never do that when Spirit moves us. I "Intend That Every Day Is Going To Be Amazing!"
Spiritual House Cleaning
This La Regla Lucumí spiritual house cleansing ritual was shared with me by a Babalawo colleague years ago. It can be done by anyone and does not require initiation. It is great for spiritual decontamination of a residence or room. Can also be used to purify a space after lurid, paranormal sexual intercourse and dark spiritual work.
Dozen Red Roses
Charcoal Incense Disk
1 White Pigeon or Dove
Frankincense & Myrrh Resin
Wrey & Nephew 150% Proof Rum
Obtain all the times listed above. The ritual works better if the pigeon or dove is kept overnight in the house before doing the ritual the next morning. Water and feed the bird according to your intuition if required.
Step 1) Pass six red roses over your body - head to toe as you pray to be cleansed from all spiritual defilement and dark energy associated with hexes, curses and lurid demon manifesting sexual activity.
Step 2) Remove the petals from the remaining six red roses. Scatter the petals around the house on the floor in the corners for one day. Discard in trash.
Step 3) Prepare pigeon by spraying Wrey & Nephew Rum over it followed by blowing cigar smoke over the bird. Be gentle as you explain to the bird what you require it to do. Remember, you are not sacrificing the bird. You are asking the bird to become a scapegoat and vessel to carry away evil, negativity and dark energy.
Step 4) Holding the bird gently, clean the walls with the white pigeon or dove and release ourdoors with thanks.
Step 5) Fumigate residence with Frankincense & Myrrh resin burned on a hot charcoal incense disk. Caution: Be fire safe.
Optional Step 6) Place a fresh white egg in each corner of every room or one egg in the center of each room economics withstanding. Discard in the trash after 3 days.
Optional Step 7) Place a lit white candle with a glass of water in the corner behind the front door. * A cap of lemon ammonia can be added to the water. This is a low level spirit trap. Empty water every three days. If bugs are in the water, that is a sign the remedy is working. If no bugs after several days, the residence is probably free of negative spirits.
In Praise of Ištar - A Psalm of the King.
Ishtar giver of the scepter, the throne and title of kings,
O Lady of the Heavens, look favorably upon me!
I am Ištar’s star.
I am the brightest light in the darkess heavens.
Darkness cannot reside in me, around me nor over me.
Darkness canot overtake me, disable me nor defeat me,
The greater the darkness - the brighter Ištar’s light in me.
My countenance is bright like Venus my beloved star.
I am strong, vigorous and confident.
I am greatness personified. I am a Prince of the Blood.
I am the consort of Ištar my beloved Goddess.
Ištar sustains me. Ištar loves me. Ištar defeats all my enemies.
I am without equal, uncontested & battle proven. I am victorious!
Ištar made me king. Ištar is Supreme!
Great lion roar! Let the jungle fall silent and every creature tremble in fear.
Ištar favor is upon me. She strengthens my hands and emboldens my heart.
My lap is aflame with passion for Ištar. She rides me across the heavens.
My lap is honey to Ištar. I am the one her lap prefers above all others.
Ištar, my Goddess Queen, comforter to my soul, my lover always be.
Ištar, Goddess of Kings, may your light always shine on me.
Zi Kia Kanpa (Spirit of the Earth, Remember!)
Zi Anna Kanpa (Spirit of the Sky, Remember!)
(c) 2015 Copyright, Dr. Christos Kioni, All Rights Reserved
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