Everything has a body. Ifa renders corporeal, encases in a body or the otherwise physical, truths and dynamics that, at least through the Western secular lens, linger in the intangible ether. The spoken, creative language of God Himself moves from divine Breath into the sacred fact of an orisha, named Ifa. King Olodumare’s holy Word - what He literally speaks into the cosmic vapor, His will made speech, into the ear of Orunmila the high priest - the Yoruba have sanctified as a deity.
This is more than a god of thunder, or a queen master of beauty and rivers.
A mother’s love, a missed exit off of the freeway, ageless wisdom. In the Ifa religion, those ostensibly intangible experiences in our lives morph into, and are the gas filling the multiple dimensions of our existence, because of Yemoja, Elegba, and Obatala - real and conscious animations of this humanity.
That metaphysical flourish is not done captivating me.
Photo by Christopher M. Johnson/The Orisha Project 2012.