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9 of 10 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
If you know your history, then you know your destiny., March 3, 2002
I have a battered copy of Colin Channer's,"Waiting In Vain" that I keep on my nightstand. When I travel, it travels with me. I read it several times a year to remain inspired. If you've read "Waiting", then you already know that it is a fatally sexy love story, but it is also a scattering of breadcrumbs that leads us gently and sometimes brutally towards a healing discourse between men and women of the Diaspora. I know a whole slew of women who go to sleep praying that Channer's hero; Adrian 'Fire' Heath will materialize on their doorsteps in the morning. Colin Channer is a griot like none other. Now, with the advent of "Satisfy My Soul", I'm inclined to believe that he's a shaman who invades the bodies of regular folks, extracts the mystical lyricism from our ordinary lives and then daringly places the formulas for our survival into the hands of the general population. As an American, baptized in Judeo-Christian doctrine, if a while driving my car an eighteen wheeler swerved into my line I would definitely cry out 'Jesus Lord Have Mercy!' But should I be censored if I am one of those who asks my ancestors to carry my prayers to the feet of God or acknowledges Shango,Osun, Erzulie or Baron Samdi? Should I be fearful of ancestral altars, affirmations incense fetishes or candles? How have I managed to survive when the religion and other cultural aspects of my ancestors are regarded in a suspicuous light? And how important is it anyway? This is the crux of "Satisfy My Soul." When the rubber meets the road what spirits do you call on? The answer to this question straddles social, moral, psychological frontiers, but only scant few like Gloria Naylor, Alice Walker, Zora Neale Hurston and the sweet, delicious and sometimes wicked Channer can raise the stakes by throwing romance into the pot. Africa is embodied as the soul of a reckless, beautiful untamed woman, Frances. Carey, A Judeo-Christian oriented Rastafarian, is her passionate, yet confused suitor. They were lovers in an ancient African existence and they have a chance to get it right in this life. Though I will never understand Africa as those born there, I accept and seek Africa because quite honestly I am homesick on some levels and I am not alone. The stakes are so high in this novel, because as you realize the things in your history that you can not accept, you must come to realize that failure to accept the past is a barrier that impedes self-love and all of the other kinds of love...spiritual, paternal, fraternal, maternal, and romantic. At the end of this book, I cried for Frances and Carey. Tears for what they could be to each other and what history will not let them be. These star-crossed lovers inhabit the small needing space required for yin and yang can slip themselves around each other. They have supernatural sexual encounters that transcend traditional gender roles, seeking penetration of the very soul. If you're familiar with Channer's work, then you already know that he dances on a supremely erotic line. The power of his literary voice is in its beauty and utter fearlessness. The romantic element in "Satisfy My Soul" is as much a healing balm for the reader as for the characters. Colin Channer takes you "there" this time. With the creation of Fire and Sylvia in "Waiting In Vain," he showed us how to get it right. In this novel, he shows us why it is so hard to accomplish that feat. My overwhelming thought upon finishing, "Satisfy", it is get it right, right now, in this life. To quote Bob Marley, as Colin Channer is wont to do, " If you know your history, then you know your destiny..." Congrats Colin Channer, this brave book is so necessary.
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