At what point are you too far removed to reconnect with your ancestor’s culture?
(This is my first post that wasn’t a reblog, so sorry if the formatting is garbage)
This is a question for the general witch community, but I’ve been thinking about it recently. I was listening to my favorite witch podcast, Books and Broomsticks, and I believe it was one of the Italian Folk magic episodes where they were discussing reconnecting to one’s culture. They were talking about at what point is someone too Americanized to be able to reconnect, if that’s possible, etc etc. This is just me asking for other peoples opinions. For example, if you have, let’s say a great grand parent or a great great grandparent that immigrated from Finland and once they immigrated they didn’t pass down traditions. So although your ancestor is from that country, since you weren’t raised around it, it would be similar to an outsider coming in. Or would it be a reconnection process of finding yourself again?
Also there are no wrong answers! I just want to hear everybody’s opinions and have a thoughtful discussion. Especially since a lot of witchy creators on tumblr have been complaining of a lack of content/discussions, so hopefully this adds a little something.
Hopefully this post will allow other posts like this to pop up and we can have some good ole fashion discussions. Hopefully everyone reading has a great day :)
The majority of my African ancestral heritage was lost during the slave trade and the Christianization of their beliefs (Technically, because of syncretism it wasn’t all “lost” I guess, but it doesn’t change the fact that a lot was changed for the sake of ensuring some African beliefs survived). Yoruba belief went from Vodun to branching off into other beliefs like HooDoo or was just abandoned altogether when my ancestors decided to be completely Protestant/Baptist and then pass that Christianity down instead.
I used to think that due to these decisions, I was too far removed to ever connect with Vodun, let alone even learn Yoruba language, but I’m very lucky I live in a time where accessibility to information from authentic Vodun priests/priestesses and various types of African folklore is available. Connecting with Vodun is difficult because I don’t have a direct relative that cares about our heritage, and since the majority of them are conservative Christians, I doubt they’ll even try, but I’ve been exploring on my own (mostly reading, meditating, and some ancestral work because you need a priest for more intense stuff). I’m proud to say that the Americanization and Christianization of my ancestors’ culture didn’t prevent me from connecting to Vodun. I have certainly experienced mind-blowing and heart warming things that’ll stay with me forever.
Oya o oya ile o
Oya mo ba l’oro’ke