Welcome! to Labelle deesse dereale.

This site is dedicated to all of the people who loves the spirits, also to the ones who's not aware of them or searching to know more about them, and our Haitian culture...this is who we are, this is our way of life...

At la belle deesse dereale the spirits are priority we give our all to our spirits, each and every day of our lives. And they give their best to us every day. This site is dedicated to all of the spirits. How did it all started! It started with my great grand father, he was the chosen one, from his father side and his mother side,.

He was from cap Haiti, he's from lacour dereale one of the most popular lacour in au cap. he moved from there to benait, where he had my grand father .once my great grand father passed ,it was passed on to my grand father.

He was a priest, he started very young he would work for every one in the neighborhood for free. At that time vodou wasn't what it is today, back than they didn't know the value of what they have, they didn't know how special and different they we're.

They used to hide it, and sometimes when the spirits would come on him, people who's not used to him would say he's crazy, because he would have a different attitude and different voice… And he would tell each and every one of them something about them, that's going to happen or has happenned and they would be amazed, and from that moment they realized that he's not crazy instead he was gifted. He became they're counselor,/guardian/ fortune teller/and every thing else that comes with it, and he continued to help and make sure he was there for every one who needed him.

He moved from benait to côte de fer, and there he had my mom in April 14-1954.his first child, he spent a lot of time with her…every where and every time he would go to heal someone, he would take his daughter with him...in the same day of my mother's birth he had a horse, and the horse also gave birth to a white mule, that mule was not an ordinary mule he was special... He's name was kanmabay (meaning when I give) whenever something bad was about to happen, he would always give a signal and whenever the spirits come on my grand father, he would get on the mule and kanmabay would know exactly where to go... no one was ever able to ride kanmabay,only him and my mother... My mom was sent of to school in font des blanc, where she would stay with her aunt. On December 25th 1961 my grand father died in cote de fer…he was just 35 years old... meanwhile, my mom was in a field in font des blanc, she was seating on a rock when she felt her head spinning around ,that was the beginning of a long journey ahead of her... The spirit mounted her and walked from font des blanc to cote de fer, which is 44 kilometers on her feet, she was just 7 years old...

The first spirit that mounted my mom was marinette... When she regained consciousness she found her self home surrounded by a lot of people. That's when they informed her of her fathers death. But 2 days had already passed the funeral was done, and the choice of the next chosen one was already taken... and since than she's been predicting/healing/guiding/helping/counseling/and all of the responsibility that comes with being a chosen one... They started by coming to her in her sleep, they would teach her things from her sleep, they even tried to take her to the sea ,it was a big problem for my grandma, but they did what was supposed to be done, and it was taking care of.

The spirits would come on her whenever they want, she had no control over them, they would come on her while she's in school and just leave like she was a crazy child, the kids used to make fun of her because she was different, she didn't have a regular childhood ,hers was out of the ordinary, yet special, because she's gifted…and different... My mom known as( la belle deesse dereale ) or soulage min fort bon manbo : have been working for people ever since she was 7 years old she was 18 when she moved to port-au prince, thru out the years searching for someone to train her, most of all to officialized her… she finally found someone by that time she was 33 years old, she found the person who was going to be her mother... Her name was mme victor, she was located in wané 93 in carrefour. The lacour was( lacour Pont sonde numero1) she was one of the biggest manbo in carrefour in that time ,she's also known as (adieu min fort bon manbo) the daughter of, agasse gacon bon ougan. She was well known and well respected, most of her clients were in politics. She was true to her name.

My mom became a manbo assogue on July 18- 1984 that day was a big day for her and her surroundings. I remember that day very clearly I was 8 years old at that time, I remember not being able to see my mom for 6 days and no explanation was given to us at that time. On the 7th day someone from pond sonde came to pick me up (la belle deesse junior) to take me to my mom, of course I was taken to her but I wasn't able to see her ,she had to peep in a hole to see my face ,the only thing I was able to do was hear her voice. There was a lot of activity a lot of people, but that was the day she was coming out of the djevo , she had became a manbo assogue daguimin and she was being presented to the society and the community. And she wanted me to witness that big special day of her life. And I did. Unfortunately she was the last person her mother gave the asson to, a year after her mother passed away . soulage never had the chance to treasure her mom the way she wanted to. But she continues by respecting her, and follow all the rules the way she's supposed to. We continue to praise her and pay homage to her. I consider my self to be extra lucky to have la belle deesse as my mother I don't have an ordinary life either,but it's a gift,and I appreciated ,we work together, I've been working with my mom ever since I was 14 years old,and every day I learn and see something different about my mom she's a book fulled of treasures and history with the hundreds of spirits she has on her and the thousands of people she has helped thru out her life.we still have a lot of work to do,we have just begun. Ayibobo , to adieu min fort bon manbo,ou nan lieu de verite moin mim moin nan menti!