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Editor’s note:This is a guest post from Danielle Edwards - a Literature and History student and an aspiring Journalist.

Evil exists, no doubt. But do we sometimes feel so haunted by the threat of evil that we allow our minds and bodies to be controlled by unsubstantiated beliefs
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It is rumoured that some Haitians claim the practice of Obeah is more prevalent in Dominica than Haiti! - I must say I would be very surprised if this were to be proven. In a nation of so many Christians, it is necessary to wonder why superstitious beliefs are so rampant, and why they exert such a powerful force on our lives. There must be a reason why people hold on to such beliefs, even when they profess that Christ is in control- or do these beliefs hold on to the people?

Do Superstitious beliefs in the Caribbean exert a sort of mental slavery on our people, the way our colonizers once did, particularly in rural communities- or have WE allowed ourselves to be enslaved by unquestioning belief in irrational myths?

Think of the number of Dominicans who have testified to seeing a ‘soucouyant’ or ‘la diablesse’ in the forest, or a ‘jumby’ dancing late at night in Roseau. They are not alone- many Jamaicans believe in the ‘Ol’ Higue’ who is fabled ‘to be a witch or sorceress, who enjoys humans and preys especially on infants.’ She bears an uncanny similarity to out local soucouyant. Some Jamaicans also believe that when a person dies, his ‘earthly spirit remains for three days in the coffin with the body, where it may escape if proper precautions are not taken, and appear as a duppy’, or ghost.

I’ve heard so many soucouyant stories from persons of all walks of life- from varying backgrounds, degrees of education, communities and ages- that I’ve come to the conclusion that some of these things really do exist- and I’m not being sarcastic. How could so many people be wrong? Our grandparents and great aunts and uncles are such keen-sighted people, I would hate to think that NONE of them know what they’re talking about.

But perhaps this is the root of the problem- that superstitious beliefs have been allowed to seep into all generations- and classes- so they will never die.

Many West Indians, educated and uneducated, acknowledge that legendary folkloric characters, many of whom originated from West Africa, really do exist. Even Bob Marley expressed his belief, in ‘Duppy Conqueror’. A thrill comes from knowing supernatural creatures exist, and the exciting stories of the deeds of the Obeahmen in numerous rural communities can certainly be magnetic. In fact, any student of the arts ideally should have some level of appreciation for superstition- it makes a fine subject of fantasy for painters and poets, and a great subject for theatre, dance and music.

Superstition has given such vibrancy and colour to our culture: We have been warned to beware of who gets a slice of our wedding cake- because some people allegedly have the power to destroy a marriage before it starts. And to be wary also of the people who hide consecrated bread under their tongues during the Sacrament of the Eucharist. I once heard a tale of a person who placed the names of his enemies in a paper bag with rotten eggs in a coffin at a funeral ceremony. I was even told a story, 9 years ago, of a polling station that mysteriously became filled with candles, all ablaze on the eve of an election- soon after it was dead-bolted. More recently, I have heard stories of people who eat garlic and bathe in jays to keep ‘soucouyants’ away. And when you’re about to construct your next house, do not be surprised at the number or Dominicans who may be willing and ready to sprinkle the blood of a dead chicken on your foundation.

I must say these stories and superstitions are all quite interesting, even if some of them are unbelievable. I certainly don’t find them all ridiculous. Like I said, our older and wiser citizens can’t all be at fault. And when it comes to dreams, I’ve personally found many of them reliable and meaningful.

While superstition is one of the few aspects of our life which is dominated by African heritage, it has made too many of our people vulnerable to mind-control –not least by Obeahmen. I don’t think there is a logical explanation for everything in this world, so it’s sometimes necessary to give people the benefit of the doubt. But I think if some of us took the time out to recognize that many of these beliefs are really shackles on our minds, we would be able to learn from our mistakes instead of blaming them on ‘bad mind people’.

And we would realize, ironically, that we have more power over our lives without adhering to superstitious beliefs than when we submit to the Obeahmen who propose they have a remedy for everything.

Sources:
http://www.nlj.org.jm/
http://en.wikipedia.org/


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One of the traps that’s easy to fall into is filling your life with too many incompatibilities – places, objects, activities, people, and circumstances that we just don’t mesh with the person you’re on the inside. Not too long ago a good friend of mine realized that he had surrounded himself with so many incompatibilities – in his relationships, job and activities. Shame to say, but a lot of us are just tolerating certain aspects in our daily life – even if we know that it’s not who we’re inside.

When your external reality is out of sync with your inner self, your inner self will refuse to give in to it. This creates the feeling of wanting to escape your circumstances. You’ll fantasize about quitting you job, moving out, ending a relationship(s). You may feel powerless to make big changes, but deep down you’ll still sense a strong desire to “get out” and leave parts of your reality behind.

Like my friend, it’s easy to lose years of your life while surrounded by incompatible energies. In fact this problem is so common that some people just consider it normal. They figure it’s normal to dread going to work or to feel disconnected from the people around them. This may be common, but it certainly isn’t a healthy situation.

Look at the different parts of your life — your career, health, relationships, spiritual practice, daily habits, and finances — and ask yourself these questions, “Is this really me?” do you hear some no’s? How long have you been tolerating these incompatibilities?

Some people think it’s a good thing to tolerate the parts of life they don’t like. I think personally that’s stupid. Tolerance isn’t acceptance. Tolerance is resistance.

When you fill your life with energies you must tolerate, you prevent yourself from attracting what you really want. The more incompatibilities you tolerate in your life, the fewer compatibilities you’ll be able to attract and enjoy. Keep this up for a few years, and you’ll be drowning in a life that feels totally wrong for you.

What bothers you about your life? What are you tolerating right now? I’m challenging you to stop tolerating your life. Kick out the incompatible parts to create the space for a life you’re able to love and accept completely.


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This post was guest blogged by Dan Tanner of dan-ruth-tanner.com

To begin, I wish to state that I am writing about the permanent, salaried, US-based Peace Corps bureaucracy, not the dedicated volunteers who have served and are serving in Dominica and other countries. In fact, we are friends with a former Peace Corps volunteer who is godmother to a young lady we know, and together we’ve been trying to get her a visa so that she can spend half of her summer school vacation with us and half with she and her husband as an educational and culturally enriching experience for this excellent student.

Here is the background: I am 67 and retired. I have degrees in electronic engineering and physics and secondary education, and am accredited to teach physics, science, and mathematics at grades 7 through 12 in both Massachusetts and New Jersey. I also have about 80 percent of the credits toward a master’s degree in business administration and over 45 years of experience in the computer industry. Thinking that I would like to contribute to science and mathematics education as a volunteer in Dominica, where my wife and I have built a house (in Calibishie) and plan to retire to and live in permanently, I attempted to volunteer in the Peace Corps for that purpose.

I made it clear that I do not want the stipend that the Peace Corps pays its volunteers and also would not need or accept any Peace Corps-paid transportation. I explained that we have a house to live in and planned to go there anyhow, and that we have been going to Dominica frequently ever since 1987, and have had Dominicans as guests in our home here too. I stated that my only reason for wanting Peace Corps association was my belief that such affiliation might make appeals to groups in the US to send books and/or classroom science apparatus to Dominica more effective than if I tried to be a lone non-affiliated volunteer.

My initial encounter with the local Peace Corps bureaucrat in Boston was a big disappointment. I had researched the Peace Corps’ Web site and discovered that Dominica is not listed on it, but is rather lumped in the catch-all category of “Eastern Caribbean”. The Web site says that family and village ties throughout the area are “weak”; while I know that Dominica has strong, loving families and vibrant, interdependent villages. I called the Boston office and found the bureaucrat had never head of Dominica and insisted that the Peace Corps had never sent any volunteers there – despite the fact that I actually named some for her.

Then, after she did some checking, she advised me that the Peace Corps had only one mission in Dominica, and that was AIDS education. I told her that I knew that children in government schools knew about the danger of AIDS and how to avoid it. She then told me that the Peace Corps could not send anyone to work in an area that the government had not asked for (but she could not or would not say what Dominica was requesting) and that in any event volunteer science or mathematics education would be unacceptable because “Dominica lacks the necessary infrastructure”. (In other words, no sense trying to help, the country is too bad off anyhow!)

Finally, she fell back on the real bureaucratic excuse the Peace Corps would ultimately use to reject my volunteer application – I was requesting to serve in a particular place and the Peace Corps solely determines where its volunteers serve. (But a past volunteer who had served in Dominica and who had that as her initial goal got around the issue by contacting the head Peace Corps person then in Dominica, whom she knew, and getting him to request a volunteer who had a rĂ©sumĂ© precisely matching hers in her application. Unfortunately, I don’t know who presently heads the local Peace Corps office in Dominica, so I could not adopt that strategy.) I should also point out that although the Peace Corps asserts that it is overwhelmed with volunteers, this and other bureaucrats nonetheless make frequent government-paid junket “recruiting” trips.

I have been rejected because I have stated where it is that I would like to serve. I have been told that “I should live in a grass hut with a dirt floor and no electricity or running water like the natives” and would not be able to use my house. To that I replied that most Dominicans live in houses and have running water and electricity, and that in my house I could use the Internet, a telescope, a microscope, books, and more of my time to help students; but that had no effect.

I appealed my rejection to the Washington DC Peace Corps office and have received a denial of appeal letter from the DC-based bureaucrat on the same basis. I also contacted my local representative in Congress’ office and the matter was assigned to one Ms. Gladys Rodriquez-Parker who was supposed to follow-up on my behalf. When the final rejection letter arrived today I called for Ms. Parker at my Congressman’s local office and was told that she was going to be out until after the end of May, and that she know of the rejection but had decided to “let the Peace Corps tell me”.

This is the way the US government bureaucracy works. (The enemy of freedom is not tyranny; it is simply an effective bureaucracy.) I had hoped, naïvely, that Ms. Parker would contest the matter on the basis of the senselessness of the Peace Corps’ bureaucratic pretext, but I’d failed to recon with the fact that our Congress is also a bureaucracy, and if there’s anything that bureaucrats do exceedingly well it is to close ranks.

If you support me in this, please send an e-mail to Gladys.Parker@mail.house.gov. Thank you.


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