By Uba Acho
I don’t think or talk about ancestral curse.
I think and talk about ancestral blessings.
Go look in the mirror, if you like what you see, be thankful to your ancestors, they made it possible.
If you blush when they call you fine girl, beautiful woman. If you consider yourself strong and handsome man. You see that your eye colour, physique, mannerisms and tone of voice are all thousands of years old, all genetically preserved and transferred down your ancestral family lineage to you. Be thankful to your ancestors.
“If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body. You are the continuation of each of these people” (This is my own understanding and concept of reincarnation).
If you love that space of land you call home, be grateful to your ancestors, you never know what they went through to secure, protect, preserve it so you can inherit it.
If you love that language you call mother tongue. Be proud of your ancestors, for they gave you a tongue and voice you can call your own.
Think about ancestral blessings, don’t let religious zealots cajole you into all that illusionary ancestral curse.
Ancestral blessings are mine….Ezigbote Nwafo Dim kam bu.