June 7, 2014 Obara Meji 239Comment

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I met Donnette, my sister, from my father years after I had first found out about her, read Tying/Binding to you, a tale of Obeah/Juju. I was living with my children along with the Nanny and my junior sister. The wicked baby father was around still and I had my hair salon which was doing very well. My dad called me one day while I was working in my shop. He told me that Donnette, whom I have never met, had been given a visa and was coming to America. I was curious as to how he knew, since I knew or thought they had no contact with each other. Daddy explained that she had contacted one of his eleven brothers and sisters and had gotten his phone number. My father sounded happy, as he had always carried a guilt with him of having no relationship with his first born due to the Obeah which her mother did in her attempt of holding him to her forever. I too was excited at the thought of meeting this woman who was much older than me, but was such a mystery to me. She was my sister, my blood, regardless if she did not pass through the same birthing passage as I. I asked my dad where was she staying and he answered “with me of course”, I chuckled and begged him to allow her to stay with me.  He told me if she agreed then so be it. Daddy picked her up from the airport and brought her to his home. My mom welcomed her, but as I have always told you in my post my mother was no ordinary woman, and even though she kept mum, she had an eerie feeling about this woman but kept it to herself . Donnette was dark in complexion, and a very pretty girl she resembled daddy as I and my junior sister did. I was at my parents house at first light, and as I stepped in I gave her a big hug and welcomed her to America. I told her that I had to go to my shop but I would pick her up in the evening to come and stay with me, if she agreed and she did. In the evening my junior sister and I picked Donnette up and brought her to my home. This was Thursday evening and on Friday and Saturday I took her to my salon to be with me while I worked for the day, after work we went shopping and we tried to catch up, but something was not right with Donnette, there was an undertone of almost hate, which I ignored but my junior sister also saw and noted. There were times when she would shout at me or my sister and then when I gave her that “Excuse Me” look she backed down, but not for long. The next day which was Sunday, I got up to go to church. I was the Leadress of a revival/zion church so I dressed in full white and wrapped my head in blue and so did my junior sister who decided to go with me although she was not a member of the Church as I was. I asked Donnette if she wanted to go to church with me and she looked at me from head to toe in curiosity, made a face and said no. We left for church, while the nanny looked after the children, and also prepared the Sunday meal. That night after I returned home and had eaten my dinner, played with the children, Donnette, my other sister and I sat on my porch and played a little catch up.  While we spoke, there was something within her personality which was very dominant. I am dominant, but I am nice, I know I am nice, because I love people and respect them. I am aware of my strength and I use it in a way to show my confidence, but I do not offend anyone with it and for that I am loved by many. Her dominance was almost like a tyrant, she got cross very easily and when she did her eyes flashed like a rabid dog, and she seemed to snarl when anyone disagreed with her, all this observation was made within the few days of meeting her. My elation in meeting her began to dwindle. Her anger would flare up for a second and come down in another, wild mood swing almost like she had Bi-Polar disorder, little did I know I was to find out that night, and little did she know who I was.

I went to bed that night, deciding as I bedded down that Donnette had to leave my house. She was not nice, and I berated myself for being so gullible and naive, but something in my head comforted me by saying you did the right thing. I jumped up in the middle of the night, the time spelled 2:30 on the cable box, on my dresser was the skinniest woman I have ever seen. She looked as if she was in her fifties, dressed in brown clothing with her skinny legs crossed as she perched on the dresser looking at me. I asked her sternly, “who are you?” to which she answered “Miss Burrie”. I asked what she wanted and she said she had come here with my sister Donnette. Then she pointed in the direction of my parlor, there through my closed bedroom door I could see two small children sitting on my couch watching television. Miss Burrie told me the little boy’s name was Sam and I forget the name was Noelle and they wearing my children night clothes, trying to pass off as my children . They were around five or six years old, but they were spirits, dead! I asked Miss Burrie why had she come with Donnette and she said “you will see” and then she  disappeared. I went back to sleep, but I had made a decision.

It was Monday morning and I had pulled my junior sister into the room and told her what I had seen last night. When I got to the shop, I call my mother and tell her also, she advised me not to tell my father which I already had no itention of doing, but when night came I had a surprise for Donnette, so I spent the rest of the day putting that plan in motion. I sent my sister to the store to buy a brand new Dutch pot, a bottle of Jamaican White rum and some cigars among other things. An hour before I was to go home, I called the nanny and told her to get the children dressed so that when I came home she would leave and take them to the park for about an hour which she did. As I pulled up to the house, we saw Donnette sitting out on the porch, her face set very surly as it often was since I met her. I parked and put my head tie on as did my sister and went upstairs. The Nanny had left and I opened the door, placed the pot on the ground and poured the rum inside and used some other things also then I lit a match and dropped it in the pot of rum which blazed, then I lit a cigar and puffed the smoke using it like an incense, I began to kick the pot throughout the house as my sister walked behind me  reciting psalms 136. The house was cloudy with smoke and the pot set ablaze with fire as I kicked it through the house chanting my own prayer  as I watched Miss Burrie and the little girl run out, the little boy Sam, tried to hide, but I was determined to see him go and eventually he did. This took about an hour. After  I was done, I went straight to my room to wash my body. When I came out of my en suite bathroom, there was a knock on my room door and it was Donnette. The first thing she said was “Mi never know sey mi sista ah madda”, which meant she had no I idea that I was a spiritual woman, and then she informed me that she wanted to leave and go back to my dad’s house. I nodded and told her that I would take her in the morning, which I did.

Two weeks after I took Donnette to my parents house, my mother called me and told me that my father was in pain with his stomach. My mother believed that the pain was not natural and requested to see Padrino. When I was a small girl growing up in Jamaica my father suffered with a very bad stomach problem, so bad that the doctors operated on him twice, leaving him with a very long scar in the middle of his stomach. He said it was ulcer, I believe it was the remnants of what the woman had been doing to him over time before he found out. I picked my parents up and as usual my junior sister was there with me and took them to see my Padrino, he told my father that someone had given him some herbs which they brought with them from another country, to this my father answered, yes. Donnette had brought cerasse tea ( a bush which is used for tea in Jamaica) and he had been drinking it in the mornings. Padrino said this was the source of the pain and he also said the medicine was given to her by a woman to give to my dad, and it was meant to kill him. The mother, scorned, used the opportunity of Donnette coming to America, to finish the job against my father. Padrino had to do many thing to heal my dad which worked and the creasse was thrown away. We asked Donnette if it was her mother who gave her the creasse to give it to daddy and she admitted it. We did not tell her what Padrino said, and we were happy to see her go. My father continued to keep in touch with her, never blaming her for anything. I believe he still carried the guilt of abandoning her while she was young. I have never seen or spoke to her again, neither do I ever wish to. Perhaps all these doing were on account of her wicked mother, but she was the vessel which carried the wickedness, and the short experience with her was not a pleasant one. I heard through my father that her visa was taken away and she can no longer visit America.

Gbogbo èèyàn oníwà tùtù kọ́ lonínúure. /
It’s not everyone with a quiet disposition that is kind-natured…..Yoruba Proverb!

[Appearance can be deceptive.]  

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My God people can wicked boy.

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I can picture Donette with a stiff body and the awkward “she ketch di rake” face! lmao. If you can see the picture im painting in my head with you walking around wid yuh head tie up and a dutchie on fire. She seh she waan leave right after, she must’ve seen the duppies exit stage left so she followed lol.

O, i have a dream I want to tell you. Check your inbox when you can.

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[…] This kind of Obeah is common practice everywhere and in every ethnic group. Whites, Blacks, Asians and others have their own brand of medicine which they use to ‘capture’ the hearts of their intended. When this happens, the union is usually not an agreeable one, because it is a forced relationship, binded under the  magic of Juju, the altering of someones destiny. This can never be a good thing. How can a human want to interfere with God’s plan? The knowledge is there and it is very simple to do. We have free will so it is our decision to make, but why would you do something which will not only tie this person to you, but may also alter your own destiny. From my experience this never work in most cases. I have seen it done in Africa where medicine is made and and the woman’s clitoris is cut, just a  tiny incision and the medicine rubbed in the cut. Any man she had sex with would never be able to leave her, forever! Another which includes Kola nut, this is prepared with other things and given to the woman or man and powdered on the face when they know they would see the object of their desire. A glass placed strategically at the front door, and prepared with certain incantations can capture the love of who ever you want. A glass of red wine, spiritually prepared does the same. There are so many things which can be done to trick another and capture their spirit, making them spiritually beholden to you but I cannot tell enough you how much this is wrong. When Pepe came to me this was what she begged for and was very upset with me for rejecting her, read Experience Teaches Wisdom  . Imagine if Pepe had gotten her wish, she would have missed the goodness which was on its way for her. This same thing touched my life and my children when it was done to the Wicked baby father, this very same thing was done to him by the wicked woman. I have part two to this story, because I eventually met Donnette, and it was not pretty , she grew to be just as wicked as her mom, perhaps even more so! Stay tuned for PART TWO. […]

KTB
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Good! MTH mi hate lass money eno smh or waste it an get si wah mi buy Yazzy bless up

MTH
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Bubblez, mi neva lass di $1000 in when inna next hand bag. Friday mi did dress up suh mi change mi handbag, but mi did swear mi tek out the $1000.

Yazzy
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Mawnin Mommy O. Happy Monday.

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good morning Obara TY MTH peace n blessings eeh M yu lose di $1000 frideh, dream 2 $500, n find 1 $500 todeh 🙂 yu soon find di next money a yu seh money oooooooooo

Yazzy
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Mawnin Bubblez. Happy Monday. Weh yuh seh?? Money oooooo lol

MTH
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Ty, mi did a watch TV and collect mi thoughts.

Mek mi gi unno dah one yah…Memba mi tell unno sey mi dream sey mi get 2 $500 bills and a Recovery Letter? Mi fine 1 $500 bill diss mawning.

MTH
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Yagga-yow, big up all a mi nice an decent ppl. Nuff respect to mi superfraggicalliexpiallydoshus teacher, Obara. I send love, happiness and everything good your way. What a way class di a gwan lass night. Extra lesson run an ting. Mi cack-up a watch Kandi, Todd, Mama Jice and the whole lat a dem.

Yazzy
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Mawnin MTH, happy Monday mi love.

Ty
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Morning everybody…lawd we miss you last night MTH…

Yazzy
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Mawnin darling Ty. Happy Monday. Blessings

kiabubblez
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Nite all love unno. Thanks

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Ah tree ah clack an mi cyaa sleep

Yazzy
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Yuh bad pickney dem gone guh rest fi gi yuh chuble a mawnin. Lol. Yuh aguh need di strength.

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Ok lol

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Love u more. Try sleep oooo.

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Love you Yaz

Yazzy
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Mommy O, I’m gonna try to sleep. ok? Good night. Early a mawnin mi check in. I’m so grateful for the open arms here. Much love and light to you and your fam. Thank you for alllllll you do

Obara meji
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Obara meji

It’s teye

Yazzy
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Yuh good man. Morewhile mi tink yuh class de pan yuh mind. I’ve always found that spiritual intellects normally don’t sleep long. I wonder why??

Yazzy
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Fresh wata: Oshun
Salt wata: Yemoja

Got it. Thanks so much

Obara meji
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Sleep and wake skeep and wake

Yazzy
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Mi know it late. Cas always a wonda how u up suh late a night time.

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Fresh water oshun salt water yemoja

Yazzy
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Night Kia sweetie. Love u too. Sleep well.

NuNu
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Good night everyone! In the lights

Yazzy
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Sleep well Nunu mi love

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Night nunu

Yazzy
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Are you gonna turn in as well mumz?

NuNu
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Mi love how unoo serious, mi nah mek unoo lef mi atall. Mi go wipe down mi place wid some salt water and Florida water and mi need some white draws and some more white clothes and I’m going to the lake go give Oshun a likkle offering, yes maam mi reaaadddyyy!

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Dem c-rus bad Nunu. A joke mi a joke. Mi affi gu get to it to man. Mi a guh a beach a mawnin guh “Saat it out” and staat wuk pan mi altar.

NuNu
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Tell wi how it go when yuh come back cause mi deh prepare fi go a di lake soon but mi nuh reach di ring bell stage like Obara

Ty
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I gotta run classmates…see you all in the marrows…haffi wake up early fi start mi day…peace, light and love to you all…

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Mi know lol

Yazzy
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Gn darling Ty. Blessing to you and your fam. Love and light chica

Ty
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It tun up now wid di cleaning, etc

Yazzy
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Lmaooo. Dream dem a dash out Ty.

Obara meji
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Hugsssss!

Yazzy
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What is beach?? Or the lake?? Pond?? Stream?? That’s more close to me. Offerings can still be made??

Yazzy
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Mommy O, any body of water offerings can be given to right? ie, beach?? Would that be yemoja or oshun? I was late to the deity class

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Night Ty

NuNu
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I’m so excited for eveyone!!! Mi feel good. So Ty fi yuh husband a Baba

Ty
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Lol…looks so…he has always been a dreamer his whole life…him nickname as a child was wiz, fi wizard…lol

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Nunu 1 post i read said something bout lemongrass ma. N when i see all the incense it and patchouly i recognize. Them have red, dragon, adidas, cool water, many more, but i like natural scents.

NuNu
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Ok 13B, mi want learn fi use all a dem

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Cami dem did ah try fool mi fi mi tink sey sem ah mi kids

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Originally yemoja is a river diety but over here she is in the ocean in the river is osun

Ty
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I love this school…we are all here for each other and I am so happy to have found you all…

Yazzy
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Awwwwww, Ty, I’m equally happy to be here and to have found you guys, my spiritual fam, as well. **big hugzzz**

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Hello Spiritual students. Obara, hey mama. So the duppy kids came to affect your children?

I love the ending proverb because as of 6/7 someone with that deceptive deposition was unmasked to me.

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Hey Cami. Good night love

Ty
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Night Cami…people can wicked… Glad u see dem for who they are…

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Aye sah smh we are so far from who we truly are…from mi kno my heart clean n my spirit guides a lead, MNL not paying ppl any mind. It is fear that has kept us from our ancestors n they still love n protect us. I will honor them now that i am learning to. Yazzy simple answer yu seet! lol Ty a few more lifetime to teach what we should have never lost. Obara i have been lead astry so long is a shame, i refuse to stay ina dark. Keep teaching Teacha, i am here to learn.

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Bubblez, Preach!

NuNu
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We have so much fi learn but mi glad wi find ova here and under Obara tutelage wi will get far I believe when wi let fear go.

Obara meji
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Yazzy yuh know sey yuh funny baddddd

Yazzy
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Lolllol **covers face**

Yazzy
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Laptop Obara a kill mi. Dem tek yuh advice den guh church gu preach love and class yuh behind yuh back!!! A weak!!!!!! Stop yasso. A weak

Obara meji
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Sem nuh know wha fi do qid light Ty caws if dem did good dem orisa see de good inna me and doe plan pan mi me ah cuss sem and ah tek it god Pon dem name mi ah report dem to mi laws almighty mi ah curse dem

Ty
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Well if dis a obeah…mek mi continue…mi more peaceful, cuss less, more patient…mi pray more…my get up 5:30am every weekday and pray…mi all pray if mi enemies…

My house spic and span…my yard clean up even more…

Mi feel at peace…mi more focus…

Mi do more self retrospection…mi a work pon myself…

My love God more than ever…we had a thunder storm yesterday for about 2 hours…when di breeze start blow, mi thank di orisha….when di thunder and lightening clap, mi thank Shango….when di rain pour down mi thank di orisha….when di rainbow come out mi again thank di orisha and God…now tell me if a obeah dat?

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Agree 1000%

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And mi not even staat pan my ‘MUST DO” list yet…. dem luddy. Wait till mi get to it… dem soon call mi “Mada” … dem sokn demonize mi..cah my church ppl dem is so hypocritical and judgemental… but mi jus ago pray more

Ty
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Lol…Lawd mi love unno

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Ty, mi concur. Wah day ya mi down and out… and a yasso mi find mi peace.

There’s love here. There’s sisterhood here. There’s motherhood here. There’s wealth of priceless knowledge here. There’s amazing spirits here. DID I MENTION DI BACKSIDE JOKE DEM WEH DE YA??? when I need a damn good laugh, a yasso noice. There’s hope here. There’s courage here. There’s raw emotions here. There’s beauty here. There’s strength here.

Bwouy….I would be here all night, nuh tru?? Caz di amount a sinting weh de yasso. DEM LUCKY!!! MI not even a look pan dem

Ty
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So true 13Bub…some people have a few more lifetime to get it…

My mother is a seventh day Adventist and when she come and see mi ancestral altar, she start bawl…she thought it was a lovely gesture to honor her parents…I know she would never put one up but she loved mine…

Obara meji
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Seet deh Ty

Obara meji
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Ty in Christianity we learn that we must love our enemies and awe try the Yoruna says curse them when you pray and I am a very benevolent person but wheni check it out I Mek sense! When Jesus did see the gamblers and thieves in the hose of god gambling wha him do! An enemy seeks to kill amine and destroy mi not praying fi none mi ah cuss dem in prayer and beg god fi give me victory over dem!? Praying fi dem as de bible say ah trick!

Ty
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Mi pray mi enemies see dem way and seek enlightenment…me tell God fi nuh hold up…dat a di maroon side…lol

Obara meji
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Look ugh fadda white people come toe for medicine, when Christian people see me or mi talk or write to me dem turn up dem nose pon mi and when nobody nah look dem ah in box mi bout visions and drams and dem woman and man problem mi just shake dem head, caws as dem done hear mi advice dem class mi behind mi back den guh preach love a church tomorrow you telle now

Ty
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Only di black Christian gwaan so… Look pon di Jew whey pay dem rabbi thousands of dollars fi a methuselah ….dat is a small scroll holder dem put over dem door post wid a piece a parchment inside written on by a rabbi wid holy words…some a dem have one over every door…mi nuh hear nobody bawl out obeah…

Ty
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Well Friday night his 10 year old nephew dream mi husband and tell him fi help him and beg him father…so my husband call up him brother yesterday and say to him brother, unno lef mi nephew alone…him brother frighten and say alright…lol

A put down a piece a cleaning, put in one heap a roses, feed up mi ancestors, fruits and di likes…

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Data right ! Mi tell yuh sey j haffi receive ifa man

Obara meji
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So the Catholic Church nuh bun dem candle? Is the catholic faith different from the Christian faith? What is wrong with candle? Poor ting dem

Ty
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And catholic work ob each…mi know because I grew up catholic and went to catholic schools…

Obara meji
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Ty, yuh see how him get de message you tell me now a bad spirit give him that message? He got the message and called,you see how dreams important and it is important to pay attention, nuh Mek nobody lead oonuh astry with them nonsensical arguments Chu dem ah coward, kmt

Ty
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I truly feel we will, we just getting ready…we want to be fully committed and get the full extent of it…we know it will be work and very fulfilling…

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Thank u Obara i was telling my neighbor that its to pay homage to the river spirit…Yemoja or Osun. She ask how i know, i said i have a good teacher. Was sharing little with her about frankinsence n smoking out my house. Then tell her bout candles what i say that for? hear her bout obeah. I just calmly say it is not when it is done in peace n love. And i am not burning candles to harm anyone. I realize it is not everyone can see the light in a situation.

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Great attitude Kia. Simple answer but a very daring and powerful impact. She mussi shut right up in shock. Caz if a did do word weh she use fi describe it yuh did a do… yuh attitude was speak for itself. She wuda feel yuh wrath. But how politely put wid nuf love backa dat. Blessings boo.

Ps, Imma have to steal that one, in case smaddy brite enuf fi try cross it.

Ty
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Huzzy more spiritual dan me…lol…him is such a dreamer…mi have a joke…

Obara meji
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Indoctrination of the mind Kia! Fear!

Ty
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We clear out one heap a bush and plants rounddi yard and plant up new plants…di place look so much better…mi look fi Brenda but she was Mia…I hope she alright…aunts Mth have some cute tights fi she walk up in di video light…

Obara meji
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Caws she cute, Brenda cute!!!

Obara meji
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Obara meji

Orunmila pickney man

Ty
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Night everyone…sorry mi miss class today…was busy…

My mom was here earlier, then had a birthday party to go to with the kiddos…

Then when we come home, me and huzzy do a heap cleaning…

Yazzy
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Hey darling Ty Ty!!. I was also m.i.a most of the day but had to end my night here.

Ty
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Wassup sister Yazzy? Same here, haffi check in

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Good night all Obara mi guh a Odunde today 🙂 the ppl walk with them flowers, fruits n gifts to the river. I never prepare but mi tek notice a everything n everybody. Buy up my frankinsence n myrr plus lemongrass n patchouly incense. It was nice

NuNu
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13 what the lemongrass for?

Yazzy
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Hey kia. Good night sweetie

Obara meji
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I’m proud of you Kia

NuNu
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Yes Yazz, mi guardian a dash it pon mi, mi haffi tell him fi tek time wid mi, nothing like knowledge and wisdom. Mi have more fi ask Obara but today a Sunday so I’ll wait till eena week

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Yuh crack mi up Nunu. Mi loike him! Lololllol. Keep at it boo. Happy fi yuh. Mi affiliate guh get more proactive pan dis man. Mi a read, a tek notes and a participate and ting. Mi stinky rich wid nuff nuff knowledge ya now (gained right here)… but mi must admit mi need a fine a** beating fi nuh staat get down and dirty pan the long list of things I MUST be doing!

NuNu
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Don’t beat up uself Yazzy juss get up yuh tings dem and mek a start

Yazzy
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*affi

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NuNu, I knew the ocean meant something. I was just confused how this evil man had a letter for me for over 15 years. The letter was clean and new and he slipped me 2 $500 bills. I just know someone close to me has tried to mess me up.

NuNu
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You have to keep an eye out on people cause some people pretend to be a friend and then tun roun’ duh yuh the wickedest injustice.

NuNu
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Likewise does that format extend to us on this plane? because we all have a higher self, so each time we reincarnate it is not the higher self that come to the earth realm so can I assume that it is the essence of our higher selves that come to the earth realm to learn, assist and give back and when you transition, after going through the hall of judgement and processing that essence goes back to the higher self now elevating the higher self wisdom because of what it has experienced on earth?????? Am I on the right track, hope that made sense

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Wow, TOTALLY AMAZING questions Nunu. Hey guys. Missed you all today. Happy Sunday

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Teach, back to the Donnette story..You know, it didn’t escape me that when you came home and started the ritual that she didn’t ask what was going on…Secondly, when she returned home, she never even called to say she landed safely and thanks for letting her stay in your home. Gal did well know wey shi a duh…

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Teach bout minutes to 4 diss mawning mi dream sey mi dey inna a yaad a country.. Suh mi si did a reason wid dis man (a popular person in Ja), but he looked rather old and was walking with a limp. We stood under a tree and he said he had a letter for me. He said it was a Recovery Letter from one of the biggest Furniture Store on the island. He handed me the letter with 2 $500. I was puzzled as I have left that co. from 2000. So I said to him in what capacity? He said I could use it to help pay the bill as he knew I was struggling with the 2 girls. I took the money and the letter. He had this sinister look and indicated that he was going back to the house to see if my big daughter would like him. I said in my mind a true him nuh know who my big daughter is, shi look soft but a warrior. My small daughter and I hurried left. We went home and it was near the ocean, nice blue water. I went into the water and said to myself, its time I learnt to swim. Then I woke up.

NuNu
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MTH mi wonder if the ocean in yuh dream mean protection? And di man whe gi yuh the money a wonder if a deception dat, yuh shoulda dis dash whe the money

NuNu
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God is the creative force that created all things therefore everything that comes from Him light beings, orishas, humans etc can be called His essence? Therefore we are all the essence of God?

MTH
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Teach when di ppl a ask PM how dem caa hear nutten fram har shi sey cause shi busy working, working, working.

MTH
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Nunu yea man a suh mi turn fi sch hearly a mawning time. Teach mussi a cook an a deal wid fambily mattas today. Mi juss a peep in. Like my prime minister, I’m working, working, working.

NuNu
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Paging Ms Obara Meji! A don’t mean to take you away from ur Sunday dinner and family time but I have a long winded question to ask

MTH
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Howdy all a unno. Dey yah a wuk like mi neva hear sey slavery abolish. Sorry fi leave class early yesterday, but what a way unno tun up di ting.

NuNu
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Afternoon all! MTH mi bet seh when you did deh go school a yuh fuss always a reach, caws u always deh here early o’clock

Obara meji
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I’m Coming de Nunu, Yazzy what’s up

Yazzy
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Mommy O? Yuh know weh mi a wonda, a wonda if a tru yuh spirit more powerful and ting why dem come affa u morewhile than say your junior sis, your mum, or wah??? Yuh think a you choose fi battle dem fi yuh family (spiritually) or a dem just notoriously hot fi yuh??? Weh yuh tink

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Donnette muma is a ole hag. One stern caah mek she miserable suh. She soun’ tusty…. and **** deprived.

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Mommy O, mi seriously caaaahhhh get over how di renkin gyal inna yuh likkle vinegar butchry a wuxxx off di duppy bat and have di nerve a eff wid all yuh food and dem ting de? Dem ppl de coming like feces morewhile dem fi jus get flush… Ole wicked. She wah yuh man… yuh fam and yuh home to. She come want yuh whole life. Renk!!!

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Obara, so anytime a young spirit is seen is it evil? How yuh know difference btw one weh come fi do harm, or was sent to do harm vs a lost one vs one weh innocently lingering around, possibly even to warn??

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Cahcah clartz!!! Nuh behavior!!! Nunu, mi seehhhh. Obara, a hothead eenuh. Yuh affi strong and dominant yes… ppl love look weak fence.

MTH
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Teach mi phone out fi dead. Mi tip a likkle Florida water inna di frankin sense water an a wipe out mi house…Dat good. Den mi a guh change out all a di water dem inna di house.

MTH
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Yaz, git up man!!! Obara mi nuh sarry fi Donnett, yu can himagine how shi did humble inna di visa line, but when shi ketch Merca, shi a bring har freshness to yu? A jew to how a yu big sista still. Obara mi well waan hear bout Miss Michael Jackson she…Dat a guh be a piece story…

Smaddy hansa mi nuh, mi know ef is alright fi bade inna blue, salt and frankinh sense and mur.

Yazzy
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It de right yasso tideh ya! Mommy O, did u say Micheal Jackson??? Mi know dem tingz ere is serious but mi sure fi piss up miself wid laugh tideh!!! Right ya now a can’t even see di way mi a bawl. Btw u and MTH mi ago need jezas!

NuNu
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Dem throw shade een ya like sling shot nuh true Yazz! Lol

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Ty, MTH, Nunu hey my loves. Mi present.

Mommy O, mi really check fi yup Nanny O. Mi loike har. Bwouy, di story dem sickening. A one ting fi jealous and bad mine but is another ting fi graduate to more devious shit like wishing death and tryna execute it.

NuNu
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Hey yazzy!

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Bought some franking sense and mur. Mi bwile in and feel fi mek a bath with some blue and salt. Then wipe out wid di ress. It alright, Teach (mi feel mi haffi protect miself gainst Donnette). Mi nuh juss crass, hangry and miserable…Right yah now me rrrrrr (like Ralston Rexford Fernando Gordon aka Shabba). mi juss a shake mi head how di ole rusty nail, know sey shi come a did ppl dem nice, clean comfortable house and carry har slackniss. Mi sey, mi did a hole mi breet fi hear how yu likkle sista dun har.

Yazzy
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MTH, why??????? I had no one to help me get off the damn floor after mi read dis ya. I’m in stitches. No man. I need securdy.

NuNu
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She is the cross waspy one?

Ty
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A soon come back…

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Daddy get some wrang bang fi mi, but mi gi him nuff ticky how him kip him mouth bout Obara gifts/talents. Cause ef dat gal did know, shi wudda guh harder/deeper an smaddy di goodly dead.

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But MTH, a nuh dat yuh si how people tan shi go violate di woman home, where her children live, in the worse way! By carrying in di spirit dem, a dat woulda mek mi want tear har up, even tho mi cyaan fight

Ty
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Lol

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Yu si how dem have di big sniffa dwag dem out a airport wey a smell fi likkle ganja, a suh dem fi have some dwag wey smell fi obeah/juju. Yu can imagine when di gal get di stamp inna har book a straight evil shi did a pree. All if har mumma gi har di something shi cudda dash it wey… Obara di madda clothes frighten har. Yu shoulda read har up, mek shi piss up har self…

Ty
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Nuns…mi did have one dog when mi a grow up name bringle…mi always love di word…lol

NuNu
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Lol, lawd si ya now! Obara name Nunu now fi yuh dawg guh name bringle

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Wad up NuNu, mi dey yah a ride an whistle. A clean up cause mi a guh bun out di house an light a white candle.

Teach yu know wey mi nuh like??? When smaddy come an violate yu house like dat. Wednesday night mi come home and mi niece was here. Gal neva duh a betta ting dat guh inna mi room a search up di draw dem. Shi close di draw but mi know she was in dere. Shi fine time fi guh inna di draw dem but neva have the time fi wash up di plate dem wey shi nam outta. Dats why mi did bex suh Thursday mawning.

NuNu
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Yuh know seh right ya now a some blue and salt mi have deh sprinkle inna di corners of di house

Ty
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Mi have visitor so mi really can’t do nothing….

Mth, I was told a long time ago, not to do bath on a Sunday…it no ketch…we can ask teach

Ty
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I hate when people violate mi personal space…that emotion is very raw and deep…

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I hate when people violate yuh space like that nutten nuh get mi bringle like when anybody search through my things. She outta orda

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Mi parry MTH, evelin

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Ty yuh a star pickney, man! What a story

Ty
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Many more stories to come…sometimes mi fraid fi release dem all, cause you never know who reading…

NuNu
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That’s y mi nuh want seh too much either cause mi nuh want nobody recognize mi, I don’t want to offend anybody

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Shi really come dey wid di ghost dem an seeing sey yu all did a beg fi kip har. Look how shi run inna a war wey shi nuh business inna. Shi lucky sey one a pickney duppy neva hitch han pan har. Diss ya a wey yu call slackniss. Mi surprise sey yu younger sister neva rush har an dun har.

Ty
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Lol…she lucky teach never rush her…she would beg fi cuddle up wid di baby dippy dem instead…

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Good evening mi peoples! It seem as if Donette mother poisoned her mind against her father and his family, mi sorry for her in that regard because mi can only imagine what her wicked mumma feed her mind, now that being said everybody grow up with the knowledge of right and wrong but I guess Donette made her choice as well, hearing the story now Obara mi nuh sad seh you nuh deal wid she, mi pick up her vibes thru the story and something bout her mek mi skin crawl!

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Mth, do nettle did know she a come wid spirits, what she did not know was how powerful Obara is…lol…can you imagine her shock…

Dats is why she never wanted to go to church…her secret would a let put and she would have to answer to many people…

MTH
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Obara, who was Miss Burrie? Did Donnette know that she had the spirits with her?

MTH
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Dis is a family reunion…My dad too is from St. Catherine, Glengoffe to be exact. I used to go to Linstead. Remember I told u about the pretty black girl in Linstead that was a Maroon. Teach, some people carry around hurt, pain, rejection like a badge of honour–they never want to put it down.

Ty, the #3 bad is a shame. Mi is the 3rd and last girl (last child) fi mi madda. The more I learn, is the more complete I feel.

Ty
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My father from browns hall in st. Catherine…lol

Ty
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My grandmother is from Gibraltar, a hill very close to linstead…lol

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Now my grandmother was very spiritual too but in her own way…while my grandfather was a warrior, she was a sweet and gentle soul…

Her story is a fascinating one…here is a quick one…

After she had her 3 girls…she became pregnant with a boy…she had a still birth and was pronounced dead…she laid in the morgue for a while…when they were about to do the autopsy, the light went out in ja, so her body was no longer cold…before they could make the first cut, she woke up…this happened before I was born…that is why dem say, cold dead is not dead…she lived a good 20 + years after that….

She then declared that she never wanted an autopsy…When she ultimately died, of a stroke, the doctors over ruled my family and did an autopsy…so at the funeral, her face did vex in the coffIn..

I have many more stories to come…will slowly unload them…

Yazzy
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Your grandmama was incredibly Ty. For you to look like her, speaks volumes

Ty
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Thank you…even yesterday my mother came over and see her picture on my altar and tear up… She was awesome…she is with me always and I honor her …if I can be half the woman she was, then, I have done a great thing in this life…

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