Hey, y'all!
Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 12:41 pm
Hi everybody.
I'm Gerald, I'm 57 years old and I live in Durham, NC. I've been in NC for 15 years, and before that I lived in New Orleans. Last week I ordered "Hoodoo Herb and Root Magic" and I'm looking forward to becoming educated in this tradition.
My ancestors are Irish on my father's side, and Sicilian on my mother's side. I never knew my dad's parents, but was very close to my mom's family. My grandma's next-door neighbor was an elderly African-American lady called "Miss Bertha." Miss Bertha did some rootwork, but she passed away before I was old enough to understand what that meant. My cousins and I used to pick buckets of blackberries and bring them to her, and she would make Blackberry Dumplins for us.
There was also an old Sicilian man, a distant relative, who was called in whenever someone in the family had a serious illness. When he came to the house the children would be banished to another room, but he fascinated me and I would always sneak into the kitchen to watch him work. He would move his hands around the sick person's body without actually touching them, feeling their energy. Once he identified the area, he would dig into his satchel and come out with a bottle of anointing oil, and treat the afflicted area with that. He always knew when I was watching him and would wink at me when no one was looking.
That's a long-winded way of saying that I've been interested in these things all my life. I'm thrilled to find this community and start to study Hoodoo.
I'm Gerald, I'm 57 years old and I live in Durham, NC. I've been in NC for 15 years, and before that I lived in New Orleans. Last week I ordered "Hoodoo Herb and Root Magic" and I'm looking forward to becoming educated in this tradition.
My ancestors are Irish on my father's side, and Sicilian on my mother's side. I never knew my dad's parents, but was very close to my mom's family. My grandma's next-door neighbor was an elderly African-American lady called "Miss Bertha." Miss Bertha did some rootwork, but she passed away before I was old enough to understand what that meant. My cousins and I used to pick buckets of blackberries and bring them to her, and she would make Blackberry Dumplins for us.
There was also an old Sicilian man, a distant relative, who was called in whenever someone in the family had a serious illness. When he came to the house the children would be banished to another room, but he fascinated me and I would always sneak into the kitchen to watch him work. He would move his hands around the sick person's body without actually touching them, feeling their energy. Once he identified the area, he would dig into his satchel and come out with a bottle of anointing oil, and treat the afflicted area with that. He always knew when I was watching him and would wink at me when no one was looking.
That's a long-winded way of saying that I've been interested in these things all my life. I'm thrilled to find this community and start to study Hoodoo.