ALICE IN VOODOOLAND
Â¡Â¿Que es el Vodú, que viste!?
What is Vodú and what did you saw there?
Often I am asked this question! So often that I have lost even any possible declination of the answer. But still so many people wanna know and come with the same question. It seems I am somewhat forced to answer, to meet expectations. So here we are, again. It is difficult to define what Vodí¹ really is. Several countries, differencies.
In Haiti, in Cuba, in Dominicana, in Africa, USA, Vodú means many many things.
So, my reflection now is strictly personal.
Like in a big magical mirror, expanding our perceptions and initial feelings. Truly from within. Like in Carroll’s novel, you are going to meet what you are. That’s why Vodú is scary to many people. It is the full tang avatar of the “Others”. For me, Vodú is like a dream, a science of Dreamland and many many more things. All beautiful. All powerful. Dangerous.
Discover it by yourself, like in life, like in everything. Vodú is also the mistery of time and freedom. Its adaptations and manifestation. To really understand it is hard.
I presume freedom and open mind are mandatories. And love, always, like a pastisserie topping. You need to believe that the Loas have their own laws and ways. If they like you, you see incredible things. If not, nothing. It is also a matter of Grace. Of Mercy. Yes, of Virtues. Angels and devils too. Some skulls too. And magic. Stories. Ceremonies.