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Kontomble Voice Divination Salon

4/14/2017

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Wednesday • April 19
7.30p - 9.00p
The Sacred Well Oakland


$10 suggested donation | No one turned away for lack of funds

In a time when there is a great need for us humans to be warriors and artists of our lives, we turn to Kontomble to remind us what it is to speak in soul voice—in a voice that is colorful and messy—and to act from a heart that is passionately engaged. 

"Kontomble" is the name the Dagara people from Burkina Faso give to the little people—our interdimensional allies and carriers of messages of love, healing, justice. Cross-culturally, we have known them as faeries, menehune, leprechauns, duendes, huldufolk. They reside in dew drops on leaves. They reside in crags and caves. They have resided in time, and outside time. They are amongst our strongest advocates as we remember our vast possibilities of courage, capacity, and imagination.

Join kontomble voice diviner Monica Mody in a conversation about how we may best honor our relationship with the kontomble nations in these times. We will ring kontomble in after this. A community voice divination is the time to bring your questions around collective and personal healing, transformation, and empowerment. Come with open, vivid hearts. Carry with you a quarter or similar coin for the spirits.
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The Dinner Party, Ocean Fires

4/14/2017

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The ancestors sometimes send me signs in dramatic ways. For instance, when they wanted me to go see The Dinner Party by Judy Chicago at the Brooklyn Museum, they made sure I heard about it thrice in 24 hours. This, after I'd planned a visit to the museum to attend a talk by an Egyptologist that I was finally not able to attend!

There was a reason the ancestors wanted me to visit the installation. I needed to meet the ocean of memories circulating between, connecting us, contained within the radiating center of our yonis. I was filled with awe and reverence for Chicago's own reverence and adoration for these ancestresses, amazons, leaders, creatrixes from her western civilization. I realized she/they were pointing a way for me—a trail that had, with hard work and sustained love, been opened. I've set out, too, to reclaim the sea of female lineages in South Asia. My walk is my own, but these images in the collective waters of memory feed me.
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Then there was the time when—moonbathing by a glinting, silvered ocean—I felt myself in complete alignment with Nature. I felt myself alive in an immense, intelligent, loving cosmos—right there with Yemaya. I let the ocean submerse my womb. Then we walked towards the embers of a dying fire on the beach: two witches gleaming in this new time, time of possibility. And an ember leapt into a small fire. The ancestors came alive for us and warmed us.​
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Like in the book, Uprooted—which I first thought was about a wizard named Dragon—the story really turns out to be that of the witch learning to find her way amidst the brambles, in the forest. It does not serve her to follow rigid instructions detailing "proper" magic. She teaches the wizard how to work together, she reminds him that he can collaborate with the more "feminine" ways that are messier, synchronistic, guided, intuitive—and bring about a shift that is somehow more in touch with the whole.

There is always a way. It may take faith. It may take cunning. It nearly always takes the help of our benevolent, protective ancestors—and our own faith in ourselves when we don't hear them responding well to get us to call out to them to do their job. It takes wisdom. Wisdom is the wheel of the goddess, always turning, always in rhythm.

​Of course, finding the story(ies) of the witch, the mother(s), motherlines is just the beginning. The task of changing inner and outer structures (and flows) begins now. That we may live as the highest and most fully expressed embodiment of the values of justice, nurturing, healing, self-sovereignty, and love. She would say, I want that.

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    Monica Mody

    Monica is a diviner, poet, writer, theorist, and dancer. She was born in Ranchi, India, and blends earth-ecstatic ancestral medicine and teachings. She is a bearer of the medicine of kontomble, the elementals, the little people as they are called by the Dagara from Burkina Faso.

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