remidongomagic

• The earliest beginnings of mankind’s spirituality originate in the Congo. Similarly, the oldest and purest forms of Magick are rooted here as well. We are the Dongo Remi family and we have practiced traditional African Magick for generations. Our spells are real, potent and powerful. They have the ability to heal, change lives and even end them. Only the most serious cases are considered. This is not a place to play, explore or experiment. It is for serious men and women who desire strong, fast and real African spiritual workings.

When my father was 17 it was already widely understood in the village of Ishango that he held special abilities. However, this was not recognized as an inherently good thing. Many of his neighbors were apprehensive and afraid that he could be dangerous as well as helpful. This put him in a dangerous position as at that time and place there was a very real risk of him being killed out of fear. He was very careful and only practiced discreetly.

For some time the wife of a wealthy neighbor had been trying to conceive a child, but every time would have a painful miscarriage. This was beginning to take a toll on her health. This began to happen again when the woman was ripe to give birth and the man feared for the life of his wife. He came to my father and demanded that he do something. Tata Remi first refused, afraid to get involved. But the man kept asking and pressing him until he relented.

The journey was many kilometers and by the time they had arrived the woman had already given birth. But the baby was born dead. The neighbor man became furious at my father and started to shout, threatening him to be killed. This was very dangerous as he was a very powerful man and could have had my father killed if he wished, especially due to the accusations of witchcraft that were in the village already. My father became very afraid.

Tata Remi told me how he began to weep and was very scared at how dangerous the situation was becoming. Without thinking he picked the child up and said prayers to Marigunda and Makengue. The wealthy neighbor became enranged and started to hit my father who fell to the ground. Others who were nearby started to hit him as well and my father started to cry and scream. They kept beating him and kicking him until he did not move and they thought he was dead.

My father told me that when he woke back up he was being taken in a car to the hospital in Kinshasa. They later told him that when he stopped moving the crying had continued and gotten louder. The people who were there had looked down to find the baby alive and well, even though it had been dead for hours. My father made a decent recovery but still has the scars on his head and left arm from the beating. After that the people in his village were still afraid, but treated him with much more respect as a healer rather than a witch.

In Congo there is a thin line between what is considered a witch and a spiritual worker. The former is considered to do harm or be evil; even today in the modern world they are often run out of their villages and even killed. The spiritual worker is consulted for healing. But the two are one in the same and the people know this. They know the power certain individuals are born with and at times become very afraid. My father was very lucky and we as his family are lucky to have him and his special abilities to help with us today.