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Gliding On The Winds Of Change


The winds shook the windows in the apartment last night as the Orisa Oya paid a visit. Iya Oya can never stay very long. She’s always in motion, always on the move, always on the go. Last night, gale force winds knocked down trees in Alabama and other areas around the gulf coast while winds simultaneously spawned tornadoes in the middle section of the United States. The windy season has yet to fully disengage and yet the winds are as strong, as long, and as widespread as they’ve ever been. Iya is very busy at the moment. But she somehow takes time out of her hectic global schedule to come by and say hi.

Before I even realized that Iya Oya was the Orisa that ruled my head I had always anticipated the Orisa of change would play a large part in my spiritual development. In order to expand my consciousness, in order to grow, in order to learn how to become a better human being, I needed to welcome change and quit resisting. Even if I had made the choice to stay put, bury my head in the sand, and let the world move and grow around me I would still be a victim of change with respect to the world around me. I would become more of a relic with each day that passed. To exist through space and time you have to endure change. It is the only constant in the universe.

Each and every year we wait with welcomed anticipation for Orunmila’s revelation of what the following year holds for us and which Orisa, if any, will be ruling the year. When we hear the reading we hear suggestions about the changes we need to make in our lives. The point is that no matter who is ruling in the coming year we would do well to make an ebo to help us make the coming transitions as easy as possible.

Welcome Oya! Engage Oya. Resist her and she will break your back. The winds of change can snap the trunk of the mightiest tree. Trees strong enough to last thousands of years can fall in seconds in a hurricane or a tornado. Learn to be small and humble enough to change your path or direction with the most gentle winds of change. The image that comes to mind is of a glider plane whose soul propulsion is the wind. Such a machine in the hands of a pilot who is in tuned with the nature of the wind could fly for hours totally dependent on the winds. Compare that to the mighty passenger plane with four turbojet engines and hydraulic flaps and rudders and a turning radius measured in kilometers. Such a plane can resist some pretty strong winds. But even this plane has a very good chance of crashing with strong crosswinds or a downward microburst.

The winds of change are constantly blowing around us. All of us can learn to put up windmills and harness the energy associated with this constant change. It truly can be easier done than said. Sometimes change is so drastic and so detrimental to our peace of mind or our sense of security and/or sensibility that it can leave us dazed, hurt, or ambivalent about riding that wave of change into the future. For a moment we can get caught up in the trap of taking the changes that happen all around our lives personal. A loved one dies and we suffer with the loss. A tornado touches down and rips our house apart. It will be difficult but we must learn to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and keep on with our lives. Although we must learn the lessons of these events, embrace the experience, we must be careful not to let the catastrophic changes that happen to us deflect us off of our paths of personal development.

Change will come. We know that for each relationship that we enjoy in our lives, whether it is a family member or a friendship, we run the risk of losing. People will die. It is a horrible thought to lose a loved one but it is something that we have to deal with on a daily basis. This is a change that will come. We build houses and obtain possessions that we know we have the possibility of losing. It is a risk we take every day. It is a part of living and learning. It is better to live life knowing these changes are inevitable and preparing for it financially, mentally, and spiritually. We may not be fully prepared to absorb the full impact of these devastating changes. But we should nevertheless prepare for their certainty.

Iya Oya only blew in last night for just a second. And as quickly as she came in she was gone again. But the essence of her visit stayed with me. It’s not often that I have the opportunity to spend anytime with her. When I woke up this morning and saw the news I understood why she was in such a rush. There were a few pictures of houses damaged and trees splintered into pieces. I have to confess that when I saw the devastation from the tornadoes and the strong winds I was filled with a sense of pride for the Orisa that rules my head. I sincerely hope I stay on Iya’s good side. I hope to always do my best to be a glider on the winds of change, always looking for the next breeze to keep me aloft.

Saturday, August 2, 2008 - Posted by | Life, Orisa, Religion, Spirituality, Thoughts


  1. You might want to check in with the rest of the pantheon and tell them that you love them before they come to visit as well.

    (Considering Oshun don’t like bein’ ignored and all….)

    Comment by Deirdre Saoirse Moen | Saturday, August 2, 2008 | Reply

  2. Thanks for the feedback Deirdre Saoirse Moen,

    You just had to go back there didn’t you! I’m still feeling bad about that less than smooth move of mine. I’ve actually made to ebos to the Iya of the river. The first time I walked over the old route 66 bridge into the middle of the Mississippi the river was so swollen and the water was traveling so fast that as it passed the bridge trestles it made little white water rapids. Iya was waiting at the bank and provided escort out.

    The next time out, the river had receded considerably. The Mississippi looked like her old self. Iya was still thankful. And I promised to do better to keep Iya at the forefront of thought and appreciation. And I promise to stay aware of all Orisas.


    Comment by brotherpeacemaker | Saturday, August 2, 2008 | Reply

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