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M al nan Gran Bwa, al chache fey
I go to Big Woods, go looking for leaves.
Se nan bwa, fey nan bwa ye,
It's in the woods, the leaves are,
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In the summer of 1999 I was living Haiti, and had a chance to have quite a few conversations
with Met Gran Bwa, Master Big Woods. He always announced himself by booming in very brash,
masculine tones, "Que lo que paso?" Why he spoke Spanish I don't
know, but the border of the Dominican Republic is only about forty miles from
where I spoke with Met Gran Bwa and the Dominican side of the frontier is
much more heavily forested, so perhaps that is where Met Gran Bwa has gone
to live.
Met Gran Bwa is a very loving, big-hearted lwa, who always has a joke and
a word of good advice. He personifies vigor and fortitude. Met Gran Bwa often informed us that
he had a very nice big stiff
penis (bwa in Creole, meaning 'wood', is colloquial expression for
the penis). He used to tell us all about how life was when people still
lived in Guinea. He sometimes talked also about the early days of the
bitasyon, the family land, where he was served. Sometimes it was
hard to tell when he was talking about Guinea and when he was talking about
the bitasyon. One day my children, the members of the August 1999
kanzo group, were with me as we listened to Met Gran Bwa in the head of our
father Yabofai Bon Houngan, and this is what he said:
"You know those people back then, their lives were good! Back then, the banana
trees were so plentiful, they would bear right under the bed! The mango trees
would push up under the bed at night and bear fruit! You didn't have to get
out of bed to eat breakfast.
"The sea was full of fish, not poor like it is now. You could throw in
your net and find it too heavy to pull up, you would have to let it back
down and let some of the little sardines swim out, so you could take up your
net.
"You know what people used to give their children? They used to take banana
and let it dry, and beat it and make flour. And then they would mix that
with some milk from a cow, or sometimes with casava. Those children, they
were never sick! And those people, they used to live to be two hundred years
old. You don't believe me? Two hundred, even three hundred years old. Those
days will not come again on this earth.
"Children, I beg you. Open your hearts. Love your father and mother. Love
each other. I beg you. Open your hearts, so that when you go into the djevo
you will be able to receive what is there for you. I beg you, open your
hearts."
Met Gran Bwa is a healing presence, and he walks with the lwa Papa Loko.
He lives in the forest, the deep woods, and he owns the leaves. He is very
mystical. When Papa Loko gives the asson, he does so in Gran Bwa, in the
deep woods.
Here is a song for Gran Bwa, and an English translation:
Le mwen rive mwen jwen twa zom O!
Al nan Gran Bwa, al chache fey
Le mwen rive mwen jwen twa zom O!
Premye a, yon boutey nwa,
Dezyem nan, yon tet san ko,
Twazyem nan, yon asson nan men!
Se li ke wa, se li kap komande.
When I get there, I find three men, O!
I go to Big Woods, go looking for leaves.
When I get there, I find three men, O!
The first, a black bottle,
The second, a head without a body,
The third, an asson in hand!
It is king, it commands.
Another says,
Se nan bwa, fey nan bwa ye,
Se mwen menm Gran Bwa,
M pap montre moun kay mwen,
Si m pral montre moun kay mwen,
Yap di se nan bwa m rete.

It's in the woods, the leaves are,
It is I Gran Bwa,
I won't show people my house,
If I go and show people my house,
They will say I live in the woods.
When my children were doing their
kouche kanzo and I was making a rekouche, Met Gran Bwa came
often to visit in the initiatory djevo, with his hearty, encouraging way
of talking to us and his entertaining behavior. As the day on which some
initiates would go suleliye and take the asson drew closer, his visits became
more frequent. While he sat and talked with us, he would share with us herbal
infusions in single-distilled rum. He told us salty jokes, and then in the
next breath he would make for us a sacred moment, reveal to those of us with the
ears to hear some mystery of Guinea or other. He exuded beneficence, energy,
and peace.
Gran Bwa got a kick out of Catholics! He thought they were in for a big surprise with their
modernized rites incorporating traditional drums.
"You see the little fathers talking with their jaws full of kaka? They are going to get a shock!",
laughed Gran Bwa. "Those drums, each one of them has twenty-one different lwa inside it, and
one day... they'll COME OUT! That day is coming very soon!" And here Gran Bwa laughed
uproariously, rocking back on his chair.
One of my initiatory children, Bon Houngan Ya Sezi, Babalawo Obi Ordum, David
Grant of Gary, Indiana, had the good fortune to discover that he has Gran Bwa as the master of
his own head! His chante vayan, the song with which he announces himself as a Houngan,
is the triumphant tune Gran Bwa Ile Ile. (This song, by the way, became a Haitian pop hit when
the group RAM recorded it with electric instruments. That recording is available online,
click Aibobo.)
Would you like to meet Met Gran Bwa, Dear Reader? Would you like his beneficent
energy to touch you? Email me, Mambo Racine
Sans Bout Sa Te La Daginen, and if you like I will take you to Haiti,
and straight into Guinea. And also, if you are able right now, go into the
deep woods. Walk until you are afraid you won't find your way back, walk
until you are just plain scared. Take a tent if you know how to camp, and
walk too far to walk back out again for the day, walk so far that you have
to sleep out. And then sit down on the ground, and humble yourself, and open
your heart. Press your chest against the earth. Pray to Almighty God first
of all, and then call Met Gran Bwa, and see what comes to you. And then,
if you would be so kind, share it with me! AYIBOBO!
Peace and love,
Mambo Racine Sans Bout Sa Te La
Daginen
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