The Story Of Ogun And Oshun ( Retelling Of A Pataki)This is the story of Oshun & Ogun, a retelling of a fable (a pataki) ba
The fact of the matter is that Voodoo is full of love and life, and this story is proof of that.
First, I must give you some background. I live in the upper Midwest in a century plus old home. Built in 1875, my home is one of the original homesteads in the small town in which I reside. There is a lot of history in this old home, and a lot of Spirit here.
Now, I haven’t always lived here. I was born and raised in New Orleans, and spent most of my life there in the Deep South. New Orleans is a unique and mysterious city with a haunting blend of slavery and Voodoo in its history. Haunted houses are commonplace there and a favorite pastime as a teenager was to frequent some of these infamous old hauntings. It was great, albeit macabre, fun.
As a Voodoo artist, I form intimate relationships with the spirits that I create in magickal art form. This is especially true when creating Voodoo dolls. Through the process of their creation, the spirit becomes infused into the doll form, the dolls are charged with their energy, and become alive. This energy is especially pronounced when the doll is consecrated and resides on my altar for seven or more days.
Sometimes the Spirit makes their presence known in subtle ways; other times, in more obvious ways. Such was the case with Ogun and Oshun, the two Voodoo dolls pictured.
Without going into too much detail, I have several altars. One altar is for the Voodoo dolls that are in the process of becoming and for consecration. It was on this altar that something quite astonishing happened.
On the altar for Voodoo dolls in progress, I placed Oshun, who was as pictured with the gold face. Oshun loves gold, so I made her face out of gold clay. At this point, I was not finished with her. She was leaned up against a container of incense. I also placed Ogun on this altar, although he was placed in front of several tarot decks that are kept there. They were approximately 6 inches apart on the same altar.
My son and I told them goodnight, turned off the lights for the evening and went to bed. When I woke up in the morning and went downstairs to my altar, Oshun and Ogun were together, as in the picture. It seemed as thought they were snuggling up to each other. When I looked at their faces, I could tell they were completely energized, they were content and peaceful, happy to be together, and deeply in love.
If you don’t believe me, just look at the pictures. As the saying goes “a picture says a thousand words”…or something like that.
Now I have to mention at this point that I absolutely abhor those “haunted” auctions that are listed where the seller apparently has an unlimited supply of items that come from some ancient lineage or estate sale associated with some infamous witch or psychic. In my opinion, most of those auctions use simple trick photography to “prove” their item is really haunted. There are a couple of excellent reviews written by reputable folks about this…you should take a look if you are interested in not being ripped off.
While I have used the term haunted on a couple of my auctions, I use the term sparingly, as an attention-getter, to identify the kinds of phenomenon that I experience through the process of creating sacred art and developing intimate relationships with the Mysteries. I have no proof but my word and a few unaltered pictures. Where I come from, a person’s word is everything.
I speak the truth, and my pictures are my corroboration. Look at the pictures; Ogun and Oshun will tell you themselves, if you allow them to.
According to legend, Ogun is the traditional warrior, a fiery spirit, similar to the spirit of Ares in Greek mythology. As such, he is mighty and powerful; yet, he can also exhibit rage and destructiveness if disrespected. He is not a deity to play around with. He is associated with blood and is often called upon to cure diseases of the blood. Ogun gives strength through prophecy and magic. It is Ogun who is said to have planted the idea, led, and given power to the slaves for the Haitian Revolution of 1804. Ogun played a vital role in the process of creating the world as we know it. Without Ogun’s ache (essence), there would be no evolution.
Ogun brought technology such as iron and steel to Humans to help them improve their society. A fierce and hard-working blacksmith, Ogun withdrew from the creation of the world and retreated into the forest when he saw Humans use technology for war and oppression. When he left the world, creation stopped. Without Ogun, the Orishas and Humans lacked the technology they needed for planting new fields and they could not flourish. Society became stagnant. Despite the best efforts of numerous other Orishas, Ogun would not emerge from the bush...
"The Story Of Oshun & Ogun" is a 4 minute 3D animation pilot telling the West African, Yoruba ba
Finally Oshun, the Santeria goddess of love, art, dance, and the river, went into the woods with her five scarves and her gourd of honey. She found a clearing in the woods and began a beautiful and sensuous dance, which caught Ogun’s attention. With every seductive movement, Ogun was drawn closer and closer to Oshun. When he was upon her, she smeared his lips with her honey and continued to dance and lure Ogun out of the forest. Of course, Ogun followed her, and resumed his work. This story is a testament to the awesome beauty, and power of Oshun, who is the only one who can renew the process of creation.
Ogun and Oshun were not married. Oshun was in love with Shangó, but Shangó married Oya. Ogun was in love with Oya, but Shangó stole Oya from Ogun. Ogun and Shangó, though they are said to be brothers, are arch enemies as a result. Ogun and Shangó should never share the same altar.
Ogun is the family provider. He hunts so that his family will not go hungry. Oshun is stability. Her greatest attribute is her ability to provide the emotions a solid foundation upon which to reside and grow. That being said, these two Voodoo dolls must be sold as a pair. They would not have it any other way. And I sure as hell don’t want to **** them off!