Friday, December 4, 2009

F.A.B. Harris Neck 2009 Fall Festival November 28

It was midday...Addy..her Cherokee spirits and foremothers had traveled a few hours to get to the woods we call Harris Neck. And she says foremothers,because it is the only place where God's voice is a woman,the Cherokee nations speaks through a women,and the Afrikan mother is worshipped by all men on their feet.

As Addy pulled into the First African Baptist Church located on the Ancestor's land,she thought of only two things...the crocodile eyes in the pond and the Cherokee/Creek Indians on the stage. She had too forgotten that the Indian soul had been melted in the black ancestry that lines the Gullah culture.She was greeted by the spirits of the wood and remembered how to run through these woods and outrun the tally whacker,the deer, and the croc as she had when she was a child.It is the one thing that made the slave the slave to begin with. The Afrikan Slave was master over Mother Nature and the master couldn't conquer without the Afrikan Slave subduing the land.

Nature slaved to the Afrikan souls and that's why this land remains unconquered by the Whites until its returned by to its Afro-Indian hands.That's why we were all here to remember how we were booted off,and the Afrikan mama's that have held on after death to see it returned. A history never written but never forgotten.

She also thought about what fools her and her brother had been to run this marsh as young as if there were the only existents.

The best part is that Amelias hammock was still there, the Old Country Store was still cooking and like Ossabaw the long road to life was still intact. And even better,no names need to be remembered we recognized each other by spirit.

This is the only place where Addy will worship because as they say God is in the Water. The Water Spirit is in the water..it's that spirit that gets you cross the sound and calls out snake as you run through the water.This is Harris Neck...Where our people once sailed from to other ancestral grands.Yes, the storyteller said it right, the Water Spirit will call you to the water,to the edge of the water,and when you get in,only then do you get the Cool Water of The Holy Ghost.

Welcome to Harris Neck.

I hope to see ya here next here

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