It's a full moon tonight and Erzulie Freda has been calling me. I have hesitated to respond. She is loving and compassionate but a little shaky all the same. It's like she knows I have my eye on her. It's like she knows I don't believe all that they say about her. She continues to call and I am starting to trust her call. She is calm. She isn't pushy. She knows I have my reservations. The ball is in my court. It is all up to me. She shows me her story and she knows I will be appalled from the first sentence. She knows exactly how I will react. She knows that stories of wealth, love, and beauty would never be enough to sway me so she shows me the way she has been shaped and formed. The light-skinned twin sent off to Europe to become a prostitute. The woman who fell in love with her sister's betrothed. Her heart pierced. The woman whose beauty open doors but locked her down as well. She is telling me that they will take from her but they don't want her to rise. She will give them wealth, love, and joy and they give her sweets, flowers, and perfume. I don't care for those things enough to go along with that system. I want to know her heart. I must know her story. She knew this from the beginning and that is why she called. She saw a wild child who wouldn't care about silly human things. She saw a wild child who would help her rise. She saw a wild child who would tell her story.
1/16/2014 08:04:35 pm
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