HOODOO SECRETS: New Orleans 1909

HOODOO SECRETS: New Orleans 1909

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Have you ever taken a walk down an old country dirt road? Have you ever heard the stories that comes from its dust? Have you ever heard of anyone visiting a witch doctor? Have you ever heard of tales of meeting the devil at the crossroads? Many places down in the country with dirt roads, 100 year old cemeteries, and many cross roads; carries these secrets. Because of the rich culture of country living and the myth of the unknown, those stories have been called folk tales. Many of those folk tales comes from the magical conjure of root workers. A root worker is someone that practices Hoodoo known as African American folk magic. It stems from ancient Egypt, but it evolves with society. During Slavery, this practice was forbidden. Their religion had multiple gods and goddesses, prayers to conjure energy or magic, and divinations. All of these practices was against Christianity beliefs. The slaves tailored and incorporated their religion into Catholicism which became Voodoo or Hoodoo. To Madame Antoinette Frazier, those folk tales were true and she had many stories to tell people of her experiences as a Voodoo Priestesses. .
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