How Do You Do?
Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2015 9:21 pm
Greetings and Salutations!
My name is MileHighMojo because I live here in the Denver area right up against the gorgeous Rocky Mountains. I am a handsome gay man that grew up in a small town in Oklahoma, then lived in Dallas for 17 wonderful years before the mountains called me to Colorado. I have always been curious with Hoodoo, but that wasn't what my grandma called it. I am a Baptist and "spiritual doctoring" was just another part of life for my grandparents but what my parents were left with, they called superstitions, signs, and such. I was also born in a part of Oklahoma that had many tribes of Native Americans. Their culture and customs would interweave their way into our normal life and The Trail of Tears literally crosses my hometown. In the air there was always a sense of magic, from the growing of the green wheat in winter to be ready by harvest or the sound of the thunderstorm approaching the porch in an otherwise quiet place. I left to find myself but really found myself after looking back at where I came from. This was a lesson that took years to learn. I look forward to chatting with you on the forum as I take this journey and beyond. I plan on taking Miss Cat's correspondence course. I have just gotten Deacon Millet's book and The Art of Hoodoo Candle Magic. So that is my snowy weekends work! Be well!
My name is MileHighMojo because I live here in the Denver area right up against the gorgeous Rocky Mountains. I am a handsome gay man that grew up in a small town in Oklahoma, then lived in Dallas for 17 wonderful years before the mountains called me to Colorado. I have always been curious with Hoodoo, but that wasn't what my grandma called it. I am a Baptist and "spiritual doctoring" was just another part of life for my grandparents but what my parents were left with, they called superstitions, signs, and such. I was also born in a part of Oklahoma that had many tribes of Native Americans. Their culture and customs would interweave their way into our normal life and The Trail of Tears literally crosses my hometown. In the air there was always a sense of magic, from the growing of the green wheat in winter to be ready by harvest or the sound of the thunderstorm approaching the porch in an otherwise quiet place. I left to find myself but really found myself after looking back at where I came from. This was a lesson that took years to learn. I look forward to chatting with you on the forum as I take this journey and beyond. I plan on taking Miss Cat's correspondence course. I have just gotten Deacon Millet's book and The Art of Hoodoo Candle Magic. So that is my snowy weekends work! Be well!