Easter is a pagan holiday and not what this time is about. This is about the last supper of our master magician ,prophet, Jesus Christ. In Haitian Vodou we serve the spirits after God, Jesus, Mary and Joseph. To all who have contacted me for work. My altars are covered at this time. I can not work my spirits at this time. Loves the last supper is so sad for me. Internet clowns who offer online Vodou classes ( Like "Mambo" Racine) play with Vodou. It is not a joke. When Jesus said "Remember Me." Two words that bring me tears every time. We all know Jesus was not a White man. Nor was he European. He was convicted and killed for crime he did not do, now y'know he was Black. I often think of when he made a blind man see with spit. Or how Jesus turned water to wine to get the party going. That's why I pour out rum for Him at this time. We miss Him. How could the Son of a carpenter be such a Master? People wonder how a girl from Delaware can be Teacher of so many who practice Vodou. How a girl from Delaware, who never talked much grow up to be a Vodou mambo? Jesus had a date with destiny. Jesus had haters. Jesus kept on going til the end. What hurts me is when His time came , where were all the people He healed and feed? Why did they not speak up? Martin Luther King Jr. said " In the end we do not remember the words of our enemies ,but the silents of our friends". I do not care what internet clowns have to say about Mambo Odette ( you have heard of me). I care about Vodou and the people who's children's , children will have altars for Mambo Odette a thousand years from now when I am a loa. Remember me.

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