“The Sun’s path has returned to where it was at Samhain. Take some time to notice the quality of the light, for it is the same now as that shimmering magical glow of late October. But instead of the season of dark and silence before us, in the Northern Hemisphere, the season of light and growth […]
Goddess and Orisha OYA
Feast Day of the Orisha Goddess OYA – February 2
The promise of Spring, the quickening, and the fire of Goddess also inspires other Goddess festivals. Oya is a Yoruban Orisha and Goddess who has been syncretized into Afro-Caribbean traditions. February 2 is the Feast Day of the Orisha Goddess OYA, as well as her Saint, Candelaria. We did a teleconference on this powerful […]
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Celebrating January 2017 Full Moon with the Orisha Goddess OYA {Goddess Full Moon Group}
Join the Goddess Full Moon Group for a powerful first Full Moon of the New Year celebrating the Orisha Goddess OYA on Thursday, January 12 at 8pm eastern. The Moon is Full in Cancer on 1/12/17. Brandi Auset and I lead the Goddess Full Moon Group every month, as well as some special Goddess Wheel celebrations, […]
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Goddess Oya’s Party Bowl
I enjoy finding ways to share goddesses with others. Since it’s always fun to have conversation starters at a party, I like to incorporate a goddess in the dish I bring. As a prayerful exercise, I love taking the time to learn about the foods, favors and colors that please the goddess I am […]
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Orisha Goddesses eCourse with Kimberly Moore {Mystery School of the Goddess}
The Orisha Goddesses are elemental connections to our deepest selves. The seductive, the graceful, the wild, and the primordial are embodied within the ancient tales and modern presences of the Goddesses Oshun, Yemaya, Oya, Oba, and Nana Buruku. Representatives of the waters in our world and our bodies, they are a siren call to women […]
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Dancing with OYA – a Poem {Kimberly Moore}
Portents, Omens, Prognostications Ooooooo Mama I am shaking the bones flipping the cards casting the coconuts rattling the pods head thrown back hands in the air embodying the Come to Me horsetail whisking whisking whisking Ooooooo Mama slit eyes through tobacco smoke beads swinging skirts gathered spinning spinning spinning My eyes bleed nine colors Shhhhhh […]
