December 2, 2013
“Water
ebbs and flows.
We
must remember our body is mostly water.
We
ebb and flow too.
Our
emotions are in constant movement,
We
feel.
As
creative souls, when we reach a lull, I think of it as seeds,
the
dormant period before new growth.”
So
begins a series of perfect moments with Dr. Karen M Wilson-Ama Echefu, Fulbright
Research alumni, Professor at Calabar University’s Faculty of Arts, and extraordinary
jazz vocalist.
She
sings in the parlour of her modest home, scaling heights and depths, evoking my
tears; giving voice to poet Gloria Anzaldua.
El camino de la mestiza I The Mestiza Way
“Caught
between the sudden contraction, the breath
sucked
in and the endless space, the brown woman stands
still,
looks at the sky. She decides to go down, digging her
way
along the roots of trees. Sifting through the bones, she
shakes
them to see if there is any marrow in them. Then,
touching
the dirt to her forehead, to her tongue, she takes a
few
bones, leaves the rest in their burial place.”
…and
Karen’s addition:
“Tell
her she’s beautiful”
To
be one in an audience of two is such a privilege and joy.
It’s
by happenstance that this rare opportunity presents. I stop in on Ivor to wish
him well on his three-month sojourn back to heart and home (and to collect pics
from our visit with Hindu). He has a parcel for his neighbour, Karen, and
thinks we should meet.
Gonna
miss that guy, keeper of secrets, living life in a way few will ever know; mining
the mysticism of a dimming African culture that thrives in the back alleys of
present day Havana. Just as the legacy of French-Canadian foremothers and
fathers instils tradition of tongue on generations of Quebecois, Havana’s Efik
descendants retain lives and styles ebbing and flowing, transforming with time
in the motherland. Havana’s Ekpe High Priest dons white; symbolic perhaps of the
purity of unblemished belief. http://www.afrocubaweb.com/ivormiller/ivormiller.htm
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