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African Orishas and Haitian loa ( spirits)

Posted by Madam Mambo on March 15, 2014 at 7:20 AM Comments comments (0)

"The Orisha live in the bloodline, are transmitted like DNA within families and travel with their children in the diaspora. They are part of who we are, who we will be. There is no leaving them as there is no way for them to leave us"


Joseph Murphy and Mei Mei Sanford " Osun Across The Water" — 

You must be in the African blood line to work with our spirits. They are passed down in family.

"L'Orisha direct dans la lignée, sont transmis comme ADN au sein des familles et voyage avec leurs enfants de la diaspora. Ils font partie de qui nous sommes, qui nous serons. Il n'y a pas de quitter eux car il n'y a aucun moyen pour eux de nous laisser"


Joseph Murphy et Mei Mei Sanford "Osun sur l'eau" :

Vous devez être dans la ligne de sang africain de travailler avec nos esprits. Ils sont transmettent dans la famille.

Love Spells That Really Work!!!

Posted by Madam Mambo on December 18, 2013 at 11:40 PM Comments comments (0)

Do love spells really work? Yes! My spells do, in the 90 percentile or higher. Why leave your love life to fate? Do you leave other areas of your life to fate? Haitian Vodou is no joke. The spirit can be used in many ways to influence people. The spirit is one of the strongest powers. Even the weakest spirit is too much for the strongest man. Spirits can be sent to get a husband who has strayed and bring him home. 2014 is the " Year Of Love". Love is in the air. Work on your relationships, fix your marriage, finally marry. I ask God and the spirits to help me to help people to the best of my knowledge everyday. I use the spirits that walk with me , STRONG African spirits passed down in my DNA ; to go get that ex and bring him back.  Get RESULTS or you can leave it to fate. 


Posted by Madam Mambo on June 28, 2013 at 6:40 AM Comments comments (0)


We have to kill white supremacy in Haitian Vodou and African Spirituality. My Papa Kanzo said to me, " There are two assons in Haiti. The fake asson and the real asson. The whites have the fake asson. You have the real asson." I love that man.


Haitian Vodou was used to free us from whites. Do they really think we would tell them our secrets,so they can enslave us again? We have to kill white supremacy in Haitian Vodou and African Spirituality.


Whites Who claim to be and houngans and mambos were duped. They paid thousands for a fake asson and a meaningless title. Some of our major loa like loa Dutty Boukman , died fighting white supremacy. Do whites really feel they can serve him? Vodou is the hope and strength of Africans living outside of Africa, in a world designed not for our benefit.


Our spirits are bloodline specific to African blood. Some white claim to teach Vodou. They are tainting people's minds. Do not be fooled again.


Posted by Madam Mambo on May 8, 2013 at 8:35 AM Comments comments (0)



The word griot in Haitian Kreyol is a food made of fried pork. In West Africa the word griot means a storyteller. I love both, lol. Good food (and a cold beer) with a good story.


Ogun is the spirit of iron, lightening, war. He is all man a sexy. Women all over are in love with Ogun. He treats women like queens and works hard to please women. There is a story about the importance of iron. The story is African. I am sure you know it, but no one tells a story they same as the next person.


From the time we are born to the time we die iron plays a role in our lives. At birth the knife used to cut your cord; iron. At death, the shovel used to dig your gave; iron. In life, the tools used to work the land so we have food to eat; iron. The pots we cook the food in; iron. The tools to hunt meat; iron. The weapons of war to defend our freedom; iron. Every day we see Ogun working in our lives. Stop and take notice.

Mambo Odette

i believe By Assata Shakur

Posted by Madam Mambo on May 6, 2013 at 1:15 PM Comments comments (0)


i believe in living.

i believe in the spectrum

of Beta days and Gamma people.

i believe in sunshine.

In windmills and waterfalls,

tricycles and rocking chairs;

And i believe that seeds grow into sprouts.

And sprouts grow into trees.

i believe in the magic of the hands.

And in the wisdom of the eyes.

i believe in rain and tears.

And in the blood of infinity.


i believe in life.

And i have seen the death parade

march through the torso of the earth,

sculpting mud bodies in its path

i have seen the destruction of the daylight

and seen bloodthirsty maggots

prayed to and saluted


i have seen the kind become the blind

and the blind become the bind

in one easy lesson.

i have walked on cut grass.

i have eaten crow and blunder bread

and breathed the stench of indifference


i have been locked by the lawless.

Handcuffed by the haters.

Gagged by the greedy.

And, if i know anything at all,

it's that a wall is just a wall

and nothing more at all.

It can be broken down.


i believe in living

i believe in birth.

i believe in the sweat of love

and in the fire of truth.


And i believe that a lost ship,

steered by tired, seasick sailors,

can still be guided home to port.



Posted by Madam Mambo on April 24, 2013 at 9:45 AM Comments comments (0)

Because they do not know what is coming AFTER! My people who have been with me from the start know my head loa is an ancient spirit who attacks and destroys the health of my enemies. He will let me see it, or make the person tell me her self. I was sent a link that I read this morning. That old fool, who goes around attacking everyone in Vodou ,and never had a kanzo is not only ill, but was shut the hell down by Facebook, LMAO. Our ancestors have our backs, always trust that. I did not have to do a thing, except tell the truth. You see for yourself who the loa love.

Mambo Odette

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Posted by Madam Mambo on April 20, 2013 at 8:35 AM Comments comments (0)



It sounds funny , but there is a wicked ,and evilness that has slithered its way into Vodou. WHITE SUPREMACY. One young lady who attended a "kanzo" in Haiti held by Racine, emailed me of how she was called racial slurs in the "temple". She said she was having mental problems for the first time in her life now. There are devils hiding in Vodou. It is here as you all have seen, for they show themselves and then hide. They come all sweet (like the devil does) and ask a lot of questions, but when I ask just ONE, onne question, they run. Why? These people are a bunch of liars! They have no place in Vodou ,unless it is to wake up the sleeping. You are betraying your blood that died to end slavery in Haiti. Martian L. King's daughter stated that her dad did not take a bullet for homosexuals. Our ancestors did not fight and shed blood for the evil that is among us now. Our ancestors fought against them. Never forget that!

Adam and Eve...From my Facebook fan page.

Posted by Madam Mambo on April 12, 2013 at 11:30 AM Comments comments (0)

Someone tried to use Adam and Eve to prove Vodou belongs to us ALL. Funny , you see African spirituality and Vodou came together during the African slave trade. People you need to know, you are dealing with Black woman who has not one , but two degrees. Every Black person was not raised in the ghetto. I have not one , but two, really three nationalities , ( African too). So I think differently then the Black women you are use to dealing with.

It is funny that on the post the person commented about slavery. Well the same way women have menstrual cycles because of Eve's sin; to this very day, because of Eve. White people benefit from the African slave trade, to this very day. Whites are still benefiting from slavery. Still benefiting from what they did to the Native people in the Americas.

Now as far as the spirits and Vodou belonging to EVERYONE. There are a few spirits that anyone can serve as long as you keep the RESPECT, like Papa Legba. Some spirits were always spirits and never people. Even within African bloodlines. Some blood is considered "royal". Some people can trace their blood back to a certain spirit or loa. Do you think everyone can serve my father? No,I do, as do my children. He is a minor loa. Now I could write a book on that, lol. But in the Bible love, it teaches of the people making a tower to get to heaven and God destroying it and making them speak different languages, ect... I am able to respect differences in people. But do not try to force the Bible on people and use it to enslave people and twist their African spiritual practices, that were being practiced before the Bible.

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My Lowest Point

Posted by Madam Mambo on April 10, 2013 at 9:45 AM Comments comments (0)

I wanted to jump in the grave too when my father was being lowered. I can never forget how at that very moment someone gave me a hug and said " You must be my uncles daughter. You ave the same face and voice. I am your cousin." That gave me the strength to be strong. I remember when I first moved back to Delaware 3 years ago. I rented a house so far in the country cows were at the back door and deer at the front door ( and the smell from the cows lol). I had to drive up a dirt road to check my mail box. It felt like the end, but it was really the start of my happiness I have today. I had heart break, pain, and troubles at this time, but they lead me to the temple in Haiti, and made me tell my god father whose daughter I was. I was accepted with love, true love. When a client comes to me and feels it is the end I smile, because I know it is the start of happiness. They may not understand it at that time. My clients know they can tell me anything and it stays with me. Every once in a blue moon I get a stalker, or mental ill person who wants to "try" Mambo Odette and I have to expose that fool, ( as I should). But 99.9% of the time RESPECT is given and received. I had to be broken for me to hear and obey the spirits. I look back on my old journals that I write 15 -20 years ago and I read of how the angels kept me. But I was running from my kanzo ( I received it in Haiti 2 years ago). So my loves, the reason I am happy when you come to me hurt and broken is because I know you came to the right place. I know it feels like the end but is the start of your happiness.

Mambo Odette