June 9, 2014 Obara Meji 188Comment

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Have you ever wondered why you meet some people?,What on earth have you done to the Universe that would make you meet some characters you have met in your life. In this world there are some awful people, and it is unfortunate when you meet them or if they come into your space but short of being a recluse what can you do? No one knows or understand God. We know that God exist, but to understand how he works its almost impossible. Yes, we know that we ought to believe that God is good and God is great and yaddie, yaddie yah, but is he really? No I am not disrespecting God, I love God just as much as you, maybe even more, but do we know what really is good or bad. Innately we ought to know, recognizing good versus evil is suppose to be something we are born with.

Often times when you go through or experience what others or you think is bad you come out a better person or if you  are pulled toward something you believe is good, you are disappointed or scarred because of your encounter. In the story I posted about Sophia Spencer, The Betrayer . I believed that Sophia Spencer was a good person, she treated me well and I like her, When she had the quarrel with the class, I stood by her and so it was her and I against the whole class, until she went and begged for their friendship which she received but I became the enemy and I stood alone. It is almost laughable now that I think about it, but I guess I had to learn that lesson from early. My first fight with Michael Brown, due to the whole Sophia Spencer foolishness, taught me how to defend myself. I was always warned by my mom to stay away from trouble but she coupled the warning by teaching me how to defend myself if I had to.

I never knew the day would come, and when It did, scared as I was to fight, my mama words sang in my ears and Michael Brown felt my hands, my fist and my teeth that day. I am sure he remembers it also, being whipped by a girl, a small one at that. I did beat him. Disappointed as I was by Sophia Spencer’s betrayal, I hoped and prayed as I grew up that I would not have to go through that again. I prayed only to meet good people, and I did meet some, who I thought was good but after a while they turned out to be beasts. Many of these beasts were family members, and how could you run away from them, they lived with you for crying out loud! As I grew I did meet some very nice people who I still remember to this day, there was Sam the butcher from Mr. He, the Chinese man who owned the shop across the road in Jamaica while I lived there, who in the evenings he would come over to our veranda and talk to my mom and the ever present Miss Ruth, my mothers friend. Sam was a pleasant old man,  neatly dressed in Khaki clothing, head full of grey hair and had a smile which only showed his bottom teeth. He would sometimes play with us the children and teach us old songs like Doris Day’s song On Moon Light Bay. I am now grown but I always remember Sam and can still hear him singing moon light bay, ( I don’t know why I included Sam here, but he is a pleasant memory).

After my horrible encounter with the children’s father, I went on to meet another man even more wicked than the first one. No, he did not beat me nor terrorize my children (I had none for him, I thank God) but he was just a terrible person. One day I may write about him, maybe, but I am still trying to figure out what was the reason I met him.  What message did he bring, other than pain and regret. Why did I stay with him even though I realized from early on out that he was worthless and had no intention of being a better person. He could not be pushed into being more than he was, because where he was in life was where he wanted to stay. He smoked and drank and never loved and tried to get close to any of my children. Yet I took care of his only child left in Jamaica. While with me he never worked a day in his life.  I made excuses for him and said I did not want him to take just  any kind of work. I was talked about and ridiculed by my family and friends and my children tried to be supportive of me through their love for me but after a while they begged me to get rid of him. I promised myself I would not write about him in any post, but I will sprinkle him a little here so that maybe it will encourage anyone who is in a toxic relationship as I was, not to allow unrealistic fears to trap them there as I did.

Here I was Obara Meji, who, so many people sought for advice and yet I kept myself unhappy with someone, I had long realize I did not love, or even like. I have never told him thanks for anything. so many years wasted with him, and I have yet to figure out why? I have a saying which I have shared with all of you, “everything happen for a reason and everything comes when it must”. So I cannot regret him if I ought to believe in what I tell others, but I am human and so I still wonder. I wonder. I have a son and he a very handsome and clean young man. He works hard and although we have had our problems while he grew, he has since changed many of his ways and we get along better now. He still has a little sharpening up to do I believe, but he has come a far way. He is involved with a young lady and the relationship is horrible, they cannot get along and I find that she is very disrespectful. I cautioned my son about this girl but he did not listen and forged ahead on with the relationship. Now I am not saying my son is perfect, because he seem to be a womanizer like the father, but to be honest with you all, I would rather him having ten girl friends than making this one his main girl. I am embarrassed by the unhealthy relationship which makes me look side ways at my son (turned off) because of what he is putting up with.. It seems as if he is weak for this girl and she treats him worse than dirt, and what hurts is I cannot interfere.

I cannot interfere because I know he has to go through this. He is being taught something, which will be useful to him one day, but he just have to figure it out. I have talent, but I cannot use it  to change his destiny. If I wanted to separate them I could, but that would not be the right thing to do. So I wait and pray for God to do his work and in the mean time my son will not see devastation throughout all of this. Unlike the rest of my children this one only comes to me for spiritual help when he can take it no more and in times past he has been disrespectful to me, we can chalk it up to being a teenager, but I will not give him an excuse, his brother did not act as he. He even tried to fight me, once, he never tried it again. He is the fathers first born and has much of his ways. I would have hoped that my benevolent ways would have saved him from anything the worthless father did in his life, as in karmic debt, and seeing as how he never took care of any of the children, but my son may have brought this onto himself by treating me, his mother with disrespect, it wasn’t often, but even once was too much. Therefore meeting someone he loved and care for who treated him like garbage (in my opinion), and she does. They have recently broken up and I pray this time it last, but my prayer is for her to not take him back, because left up to him, he will beg to be taken back. (shame ei si, Shame!)

We know not how God teaches. Often times you may receive a message which may come through a good avenue, or one which may come through sorrow. Pharaoh’s only child died because God wanted to teach Pharaoh a lesson. Elisha the prophet was teased by some children because of his bald head and the bible says, Elisha cried out to God and two bears came out and mauled 42 of the children, touch not the Lords annointed. No one knows how God operates. Look for life lessons everywhere. In the darkest crevices and corners there is a message for you. Although we pray constantly to meet only good people, and surround ourselves with such, the bad has to be in the mix, accept that, because you will find them in the church shouting Hallelujah with you, or they will you salute you with  Assalamu alaikum in the Mosque, or Aboru Aboye (Ifa Greeting). We have to be realistic that life comes at you from all angles. Being too happy will last just for a moment, and you want it to, if you are wise, because if the bad does not come to interfere, the too happy, always happy person will not have a long life. This I know for sure. Look at your children as  life lessons, look at your family, look at your spouse, even if they come in the form as Tormentors, they are there to teach you something. Do not allow mis- placed anger to make you miss the message. Be still and watch God’s work.

Not everybody who speak like me is good, so use your judgement, pray and ask for wisdom, Wolves loves to wear Sheep’s clothing, but being cunning was not only meant for the Fox to enjoy, use your wits. I believed I was smart and knew a lot, yet I anchored myself down with a con man, a thief and a liar and what made it worse I did it twice. Although they were two different kind of wickedness both these men I was involved with were wicked nevertheless. Bad can come at you disguised as good and vice versa, Pray, Pray, Pray!..Look beyond words and sweet talk, if a man comes home every night, it does not mean that he is not cheating.  Be wise and listen well! Take heed, take heed. We are here to learn, even if it comes with pain take your lesson and teach from it as I am teaching you from mine, am I ashamed to write somethings that I have gone through at times? yes, but I must, so that you can learn from me and my life’s lessons.

Change how you view life, mark the things  you encounter which may seem as signs. If you miss a lesson here you may have to return in another life just to learn it again. My son is not paying any debt for his father, he is being taught a lesson by the Universe  for disrespecting his mother, so a woman has entered his life and is giving him hell, the same hell he gave me, he has yet to see it and I cannot point it out to him, I have done so and he rejected . He has to see it for himself. All I can do is pray for him. As a matter a fact although it pains me to  acknowledge this, it is better he  receives the message this way rather from his own child. Do you know how it hurts to have your own child trying to fight you? Especially me, who had no help with them but for God and my ancestors. I called my mother one day when he hurt me so much and I complained to her, and the first thing she asked me was if I cried, and when I told her no, she made a deep sigh and begged me not to cry of he ever did it again, to do so she said, would be to curse him. He did it again, called one of my enemies and spoke awful things to them about me and when I heard, I cried. I remember my mothers word and I am begging God to release him from any curse that I may have laid on him unintentionally, I forgive him, he has changed drastically, and I do love him.

Please help me pray for him. I used him and my relationship as examples in this post so that you may learn or teach from it. My son will prevail, and his life will be good. Miss thing will find another man, and move on with her life and my son will understand one day, why!

 

Ẹni tó dúró tini nígbà ìpọ́njú ni ọ̀rẹ́ òtítọ́. /

Whoever sticks with one through tough times is the true friend….Yoruba Proverb

 

All religions are valid if as long as it teaches peace and love…Obara Meji

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Sigh I can relate to pretty much all theses stories either through myself or a loved one.

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I love this post, Obara. Everytime I read it, I feel like it is the first time.

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[…] way but only for a while, never really having its true effect. I have written in the post People we meet about my son, and when he became disrespectful, I said things in my anger against him and now it […]

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In reference to my previous post and Obara`s situation with her son,some confrontations have to happen because out of struggle comes growth.

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Everyone we meet in life is a teacher, some teach us how to interact appropriately and others teach us how to do the inverse. There are people that we encounter in life that display good character and a healthy concern for ones fellow man/woman, which we embrace and emulate ,while others show us the rude, nasty ,crass side of humanity that we abhor. These simple examples show us that there is a purpose and a lesson in every encounter that we have with others. The trick is to be present and recognize what it is that we are supposed to take away from these unions. There is a reason and season for everything in life ,life is not just a series of random events. Quite frankly even the person that one might consider the most undesirable individual, that treats one like a sub human can be a wealth of knowledge. The lesson could be as simple as people can and will mistreat you if you allow it, meaning that we have choices in life and the choices one makes determines the outcome of interactions. The aforementioned is just a brief example of how the people we meet can influence or effect us and why we may have met them. Life is a patchwork of circumstances , situations and experiences that make an individual who they are. There are times like, the example given about Obara`s son , when one makes a poor choice because one is driven by emotion as opposed to sound logic and reason. The outcome speaks for itself,when the golden rule is broken, what goes around comes around, classic example of receiving a PH.D from the school of hardknocks. In the words of comedian Kevin Hart,”you gonna learn today!”

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MTH yu kno yu write suh colorful mi did visualize di straw an har face wen shi seh so so water, jesus mussi tyad a dat dwl

yes ma i appreciate all a unno cah mi naave nuh close close gf. di blog mek mi feel close like ina family. wen Obara write dat post bout frens n vibrations it really mek sense. nuh get mi wrong mi av frens n associate but nuh close close gf. an sum time it bodda mi eno *sigh* lately mi a pay attention an see dat wi vibez jus different ano my fault or theirs. mek mi guh read di Orisha post again

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The blog is firstly a blog about spirituality. Its awesome that some great friendships are being developed. We have been having a really great time in recent times as well as we are learning.

I was searching for the post that Teach had that mentioned that we should not talk about being cbate (code up di ting). Havent foundit yet but found this lovely post “The Wonderful Orisha Our Guardian Angels’. This has alot of info.

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Bubblez yu should did si how di straw katch inna di corna a har. Bout leff some juice fi Jesus….

KTB
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good morning Obara MTH TY dwl ur dawta mek mi buss a big dutty laff!!!

MTH
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Mi going to get some fruits and sweets this evening. Wey di ress a class dey? Mi well waan hear bout Nunu madda.

Ty
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Me too…

Paging Bubs, Nunu, Cami, Toy, peepers, and di rest of the class…

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Hi Ty (smiling). I am a wondering spirit without a conventional schedule…lol.

MTH
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Ty if yu eva hear har pray. ‘I decree and declare’…My sister and her teacher also have played a part in her ‘spiritual growth’.

Ty
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Mi love her Mth…she strong nuh baxide…Lawd mi proud a har…we family here full up some strong people…

Gonna run on di road, will be back in a few…

Ty
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You can give her an orange fi put pon it…me have a orange pon mine…

MTH
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Teach while yu a come wid did di blag fi today mek mi gi unno wan joke…

Last night after mi bade and an me and the small one read di bible (Psalm 91 and 46). Mi shi get up and guh to har sista room. Mi tink she was going to sey good night and come back. The door open nuh home girl wid a cup and a have a straw katch inna di carna a har mouth. Mi only si har a head to mi altar. Unno know si mi love chilvren, but mi share dem salt ting diferent. Mi bwal out ‘OOOO wey yu a guh” shi sey mommy I want to leve some of the gateroade on your table for Jesus’. Mi sey, “no mama yu caan leff nuh juice fi Jesus, Jesus nuh waan nuh juice’. Hear di likkle gal ‘everynight so-so water, Jesus must be tired of that’. .

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But M, shi want yuh mix it up every now and again lol a hospitality yah

Ty
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Grung…

Your daughter is very sweet…

Ty
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Mth, hubby a read and ketch up…mi a think bout go di beach this weekend…will bring flowers again…

Mi know is just Tuesday but mi ready fi di weekend already…

MTH
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Ty mi present hearly as udral. Mi nuh get nuh dream last night. How yu duh?

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Hail up everybody….Nunu a laughlittle while till mi pee-pee up miself. Yu mada sell out…

Obara congratulations, your blog is a family friendly blog. Nunu and har fambily on, Ty axe if har peeper hussy can step forward, my friend dem soon come cross…

Mi leff out and neva memba fi out mi candle…Unno pray dats nutten nuh guh wrang todeh fi mi.

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Morning Obara…

Morning Mth, mi deh ya… Can’ t wait fi di dream dem…

Ty
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Morning class, where is everyone? Unno still a dream…

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Well mi goodly nice people mi gone turn een. Si unoo in the lights, I hope the ancestors have good messages fi unoo tonight mi gone light mi candle say my prayers and go to my bed. My mother juss took her shower and come out to mi full suit a white fi go sleep. Shi seh Obara meji and the bloggers dem nah go more dan mi, bout she want eena the mix as well. Den mi bredda him bout him deh go have “nointing ceremony”.

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Gn Nunu hunny. Say gn to ya hilarious mom and bro. Whole a unnuh Crack me up. Love and light.

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Lmaoooo. Nunu, it too late fi dis man.

NuNu
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Cho ya yazz, in the morrows. Sleep well

Obara meji
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Hail up mom de fi mi nubu

Ty
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Night night night…can’ wait to hear the dreams tomm…peace, love and light..

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Gn Ty. Sleep well.
Peace, Love and Light

MTH
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Wah a way class nice. So many comments mi did note inna mI brains fi comment pan, but lawks man unno funny bad. Fi all di comments wey unno did a talk to mi an mi naay hansa, cause mi neva see dem. Unno have a good night . Mi a guh sprinkle mi Florida water and see wey a guh gwan lata. Mi memba somebody mention bout angels…wi cudda mek one blog bout angles an si wey it guh…house clean, candle light, mi a guh sprinkle FW an si wey a guh gwan fi mi. Mi a listen one Cindy Trimm warfare cd.

Ty
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A who name Cindy trim

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M!!!! Nighty night hottaz.

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Maniac, Cami, MTH and Toy, unuh bed it already hottaz??

Ty
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For real, a whey dem deh…dem ancestor gonna be up all night…

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That’s great Ty. Blog together… pray together… stay together.

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Miss unuh

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ooooo Obara maybe u can explain bout di sprakling light or silver flashes sum may see nuff times. Tink wi mention it b4 n u seh memba yu. Nite yazzy yaz bless up all good mothers 🙂

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Bless up Kia Bubblez. How u doin mi love??

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Mi deh yah jus a watch my candle burn n mediate mum

Ty
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Boom bang…love it…dis spirituality sweet and exciting…I am happy to have you all on this journey…

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And then there are angels here on earth that show up… just in the nick of an eye… they grace us with there humilty… they breath life in us just when our flame is about to burn out… they comfort us with their selflessnes… they teach us/remind us how to love ourselves but most importantly, how to love others thru their own actions.

Let us light a candle tonight if you’ve ever come across such an angel here on earth. We thank God for such light that came to us in our darkest hour.

Ty
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So true, so many too…

Ty
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Need fi get a bell too…roll call

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As for ppl we meet. Lawd gash! Lol. We can all laugh now at the AMAZING **sarcasm wink** pieces of **** (pie) that have passed thru us faster than a bakkle a pepto kmt!!!!! We salute unuh!!!!!

Ty
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So true…

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Affi guh find di florida water lol nunu dem aguh come out ina numbers dont it? ancestors wi honor yu!!!

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Present Yazzy

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Hey my loves!!!!!!!! Mi is present as of now. Sorry fi mi mannaz. Mi took off earlier without even excusing miself. Today when I first read the post mi bawl man… caz Mommy O emotions were so raw and I felt her heart. Prayers will be made roun ere nuf nuff… suh nuh worry yuh self.

Mi choke up a bit caz here you have a mom, lovingly and genuinely wanting the best for her child in spite of his ways…. meanwhile yuh have some MADDA! **spin mi roll** TSK TSK TSK… disgraceful. Yuh have some madda… WICKED!! yuh have some madda…. dem hate dem owna pickney… yuh have some madda… a dem morewhile a cause dem pickney fi a bawl!!! Mi wish a did bawl alone some a di pickney dem bawl…some end up tek dem owna life…

Mi say dis to say, a mother’s love for her child is profound & divine (for God so love di worl’….) yuh zimme? So mi wi be the fus in line fi bus a praya fi a good madda like dat… wid good heart… weh wish nothing but the best fi har belly pain and den har ACTION speak even louda!!!

Ty
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Amen

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Ty, I can’t wait either. I’m so excited for you all and can’t wait to experience it. Ty, mi laugh today when yuh se yuh tink hubby a peep. Unuh funny eenuh. Mi tink both of u on board is definitely double trouble… taking the Mejia school by storm love it. Joke, wisdom and dream/vision tun up ya now. Mi need bags of pop caan. .. belly band (fi when do laugh get intolerable).. and all types a sinting fi dis ya…

Ty
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Lol…and him funny too…him peep tonight and a analize…you wait him soon blog…

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*meant to say go not ho*

Obara meji
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Aseeeeeeee! Yazzy

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Mommy Oooo

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Hey, the ancestors and guardian dem a go over wuk tinite, si kia gone clean and press out har white outfit deh? Mi have on mi white outfit right ya now. MTH mek everybody rile up wid har vision. Yazzy a yuh next fi roll een, mi deh wait pon fi yuh experience!

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All mi chicaz have up dem white… mi need fi run eeeen pan it quick quick.

Ty
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Me too yazzy…me need di white to…

Yazzy
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Nunu nu kill mi. Mi see why Ty and Obara de a grung tideh… funny nu back foot!!
Cut and clear to rhatid!!

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Nunu boo, mi DE read how 22 did a follow yuh roun suh… cho man lol. I can’t wait to hear the Oracle message on that. As for me and didn’t happeningz… how yuh know suh?? A mussi knly me lef fi staat tun up to. Lol. If mi nu tun up soon… weekend naaaaaaaah pass. Chuss mi. Mi de guh pudung a piece a shoppin fi di tingz dem e si. Stay tuned man

Ty
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We cannot wait yazzy

Obara meji
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Nunu mi sey!

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Ah grung mi reach tuh ty

Ty
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Mi haffi go invest in some white clothes

Obara meji
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Lol, Nunu

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Yuh si wha yuh ho cause Obara. Mi si mi mother gone in har room wid bottle. When mi check it out water,salt,lime and florida water. Cut and clear mi seh!

Ty
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Grung…

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Teacha i vote for numbers n realm. Mi come in from work n put dung a piece a cleaning n furniture moving. Go fimi white clothes n candle to burn later. Mi waa dream n ancestoral visitors too. Lol Guess everybody gwaan now, will come back later…

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Obara this post is near n dear to my heart. It pains to read a second time but i am drawn to read nuff a dem post again. I pray that he be realsed from the tears that u shed n that Father God does not curse him. As he is ur child i know u love him unconditionally and dont want to see him suffer. But u are but human n it is ur first emotion when hurt by ur child. I pray for him n all ur family tormentors n spiritual family alike. Prayer works!!!

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Nunu, a suh mi know sey dem have tricks inna di trade. Memba mi told yu in a quite christian girl.

NuNu
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MTH,A nuff people deh hide an lick

NuNu
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*meant to say want*

MTH
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Likkle while mi si one of the company’s law…she dress nice nuh cut puss. Look pan har foot shi have on one blue shoes. Mi sey, mmmhhhh.. Mi guh up to har sey, you look nice today. She said thank you. Mi sey you had a case today. She said yes…. Hear mi to miself nuh, gal know bout. Mi did a guh up close fi smell if shi did have on Florida Wata… Miss Ty, learn mi bout di blue shoes.

Ty
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Grung…

NuNu
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Haaaayyy seet deh, di lady did eant fi secure har case. Mi seh mi deh save fi buy mi blue boot yuh tan deh

MTH
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Any body want a joke? Ef unno want a joke sey me…

Ty
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Me

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Reel out di joke MTH…

NuNu
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Fi mi vote is for the numbers ting or the realm one mi always curious bout over there. And memba the gaurdian what walk behind us a post on him/her too.

MTH
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My vote is for numbers. The #3 did sell-off. Mi tink a dat post mek di whole a wi get closer!! IJS

Obara meji
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Me

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Yes M, cause mi want understand bout the oracle ting with the number 22

MTH
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Teach call mi anything except funny. Wuss when wi a talk bout batty man ting…

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Teach mi yu dash out the topics suh quick..U mine muss ditell yu sey mi wudda have a nedda suggestion….LOL. (Mi vibes a come back…Mi happy again)…Teach mi wudda love yu run a post bout loyalty and competition within friendship (Got the idea last night whenmi did a watch RHOA Spin off wid Kandi and har best friend).

MTH
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No is nat dat, mi neva refresh di page . only fi si MTH an batty man ting inna di sed sentence.

Ty
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I have to run too…

4. Power of dragons…mi wi drop a few dragon story one day…
5. Significance of dragonflies

NuNu
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Ty yuh peak mi curiosity wid this

MTH
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Teach mi stand corrected. yu know dem have it inna di Observa sey yu have some batty man thugs wey a run di streets. Mi nuh read it.

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My fellow classmates, I shall return shortly.

MTH
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Hehehehh!!! Teach, mi come offa di batty man argument.

My suggestion is for youdo do on the #7 and birds cause I si some birds round mi yaad way an mi di ting a sumting good!!!!

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Teach MTH come wid warra???? Which bad man batty man yu a talk bout… Not me please…

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Teach, mek mi gi unno a joke..Up to Satday mi wudda di feel fraid a di obeah label. But shi come pan har own and a read out di list inna March Drug Store. Gal get hexcited and waan wi cum back fi everything. I think that gal know bout…MI a guhlearn har a few tings an ting. Shi cudda complain fram now till nex week mi wi listen. Shi nice and when shi a come a mi yaad a u-drally fi wi drink.

Mi well waan buss it pan mi big daughta sey har madda a “Madda Woman’. Shi si di candle dem an know mi use to get good dreams.

Ty mek yu husband come pan di site. Yu sey him more spiritual dah yu so him muss can teach wi a ting or two.

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MTH, your friend sounds like a hoot, along with you being a dedicated friend. Rare finds.

Ty
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Mth, I think him is a peeper…but me a go draw him out…

Ty
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Ok…going back thru my notes and questions…

1. Different combinations on incense use

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Yes as i bought lemingrass n patchouly yesterday. Them me recognize n feel my ancestors would appreciate.

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Obara, Bagon song is sooo one of my childhood favorites…lol You would be surprise as to a link I have with said song. Boy that green can dangerous,lol

Ironic, Ty just mentioned Florida ants to..lol

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Teach and class, unno would a feel a way if mi let mi husband join in pon di blog…me a ask permission first…

NuNu
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Ty yuh mean seh di Baba want fi join een! Tell him come on man, caws might have couple question fi him, welcome Baba Wiz!

Ty
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She need di love bath…

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Thanks again (smiling). I am guilty of challenging my mother to a serious extent, a few times well. But, she always write it off has ‘de madness inna yu from yu puppa side a family”. We are combative and I strongly believe it is a residual from a ‘blow’ sent from I was in the womb.

I love my mother and would/will kill for her, but we are like oil and water, sunshine and flowers de next moment. Obara, I’m glad you’re like my mum- you know the true nature of your child, so you haven’t abandon him.

Bless you and him

BTW, this morning around 6:20 AM, I said “me too old to be meeting wicked people who a carry belly fi me. Sick of it!” and here you are with this post.

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Mi feel bad cause nuh matta who you are for the company to advertise your post, will you are still in the position and didnt say a word to you in very low.

Ty
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These corporation. Have no scruples…dem out a Oder fi dat..

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Ladies, just got some bad news…My same friend that I took to buy candles on Saturday (Obara the same one wey dem give the 7 days). She just informed me that they advertised her job and they didnt have any discussions with her about terminating her. Well I just spoke big and bold how mi pray fi ppl and dem get work. Wonda ef dis ia a nedda test.

Unno help mi pray fi har. The burden heavy. Teach call a fast dey duh!!

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We will pray and support you and her…

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NuNu sometimes mi nuh listen…Mi involve logic and my logic can be very illogical. hehhehe!!! Mi a learn man. Wey Bubblez & Yazzy deh….Mi mine juss run pan dem…

Ty
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Your voice good too Mth…it tell you everything…

NuNu
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And di Maniac she tuh. Yazzy neva seh shi deh go a beach?

MTH
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Ty, God sey yu fi come boldly to him suh mi nuh gwan fraidy-fraidy…

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MTH, What a way when yuh listen and be obedient to that little voice it can do such wonders for you. A dat mi a work pon fi build trust and obedience. Yes another fast would be wonderful.

Ty
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Mi a learnt hurt you guys fi get bold and brave…

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Yes Ty, you a one next one whe go buss whe like biegy kite when yuh stand in the fullness of who you are! A professor mi call yuh inuh

Ty
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Lol…a dat mi a work pon…mi nuh dream but di water meditation tun up…

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Obara I think you should call another fast.

Ty
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Me second dat…

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Here is another interesting person I have met…

I went for an interview and the interviewer was about 3 hours late and I waited. I was about to leave and the thought came to me, where are you going. I stayed and she was overjoyed that I stayed. If I had gone she would have gotten in trouble as she asked for a little time from work, not 3 hours. Anyways, she interviewed me and said the mere fact that I waited and wasnt giving any attitude she would give me the job. The was a job that I needed. It turned my life around. I learnt and I grew.

The same lady would give me her work to do and ppl would say that she is using me and that she was lazy. She was VERY lazy yes…But I liked her. That same lady looked out for me and in doing her work I gained alot of experience. When I left and went on else to work, she gave me an excellent recommendation. One day I wasay work and my phone rang, it was her on the line and she said she heard I was at that particular company and just wanted how I was doing. A lazy supervisor, but an excellent woman.

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See deh…sometimes you want good you nose haffi bleed…she turn out to be helpful, just as you were helpful to her

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Thanks for sharing Obara, I will definitely be praying for him and his situation. May he learn every lesson he should before it too late. Can’t even imagine how a mother feels when her child disrespect her much less try fight her. I’m glad he’s changing and growing, mi juss hope him si di truth soon

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You haffi tek bad things turn joke…grung wid kunumunu…only Mth…sometimes stranger have a better heart than those you know…

I will add your son to my prayers Obara…mi have two sons, so I feel di pain…Lawd God…mi pray if your family daily so now will add a specific purpose…

Dats miss gotta go…him will see her for who she is and more importantly will see himself for his worth…he will also know the strength of your love Obara…

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A year after I had my daughter I tarted dating a young man. He was from a nice, decent family. For him to date me was like a step back for him. Anyways, when his mom found out that we were dating she embraced me. She loved me, I felt more than my own mother did. (We are born the same month).

She was an excellent grandmother to my daughter. Even to this day, she is good to me. I am grateful to her son, as being with him was good and Ithink that relationship saved me.

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I definately will do.

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since then, I have prayed for a young man and another young lady and they both have gotten jobs. I think that’s now my calling as I know what it is like to want a job and dont have one.

Obara meji
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Pray fi mi son

Obara meji
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No man when yuh cook put a little when you done remove it

Ty
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Ok, will try

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Obara, I had a very close friend who hurt me so terribly. Her treatment to me should have rendered me mad. Let me give you a story (as usual).

One Wednesday, I was in Fasting Service at church. I was out of a job and my mortgage was a little behind. They told us to get into groups of 2 and pray for the person whose hands you were holding. My needs were great and I made a mad dash to get to the “mother’ of the church. She held onto someone else’s hand. I was only left with a young Miss. We were to tell the person what we wanted prayer for. I told her and she said ‘well anyways, you lost her as a friend, but Jesus is a better friend anyway’. It was so deep and the only thing I could was bwal,bwal, bwal. That was exactly what I wanted to hear.

She told me that she wanted a Summer Job…I prayer earnestly for her,, like I have never prayed in my life. She was in the 3rd year doing Law and my daughter was also in 3rd at University so I knew the challenges. The following week when we went back to Fasting Service she got up and gave a testimony. In the testimony, she spoke about me praying for her and how she got a job.

I was genuinely happy for her and I told her so and we hugged. When I got home I said “God hafta mi a nuh kunumunu how, mi a pray fi ppl fi get work an mi naah work.’ I stood at my living room window and looked up at the stars and asked God to show me a sign. Mi tan up deh all now not a sign in the sky I saw. I took up my Bible and read Issiah mussi 54 or 56 and part sey I am your husband…” Then I said God, you are my husband suh a suh yu tek care a yu wife?

I needed to have held that young Miss hand at the time. I needed her simple words that have resonated in me from last year June till now.

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Brought tears to my eyes Mommy O. Soon come back. Need a min…

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