July 3, 2014 Obara Meji 257Comment

 

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After I had gone through my first initiation, the three years I spent at home under the tutelage of non-physical beings sent from within time and space to teach me and take me on my journeys, the world seemed to make more sense to me. One day at a time, I saw people differently, I saw their true colors so to speak, and I feared no one or nothing. I had become re-educated, to all I thought I knew, during my training. All that I believed I knew were stripped away. Before I go further with this story, I want to share something with you. There were many times when my spiritual elders (Spirits) came for me to take me on my journeys, as I slept they would come and my spirit would rise up from my body and go with them and it was so swift that one minute I was in my room and the next in some other realm.

 

What I noticed when these times occurred was that as I hovered over my body, I had no concern about the body which laid atop the bed. The human emotion which someone would naturally have in seeing themselves outside of  their body (fear) was not there. I was curious in these moments, but  feeling of being sad or anxious of leaving my body and probably never coming back to it,  never once happened.

 

This feeling made me question one of my teachers one day, (non physical being), when I was able to communicate with them, please note, that our communication was always done through the mind. I asked her why was it that when I left my body and was aware that I was no longer apart of the body I did  not seem to care since the action mimicked death . She went on to explain to me that there is no death, and that our spirit when we make our transition fears not the journey because it is expected. Spirits who panic, and there are some who do, when they leave the body are the ones who are now earth bound, because they made their transition through trauma, in other words, their destiny was cut short, which has set the spirit who is the driver of the body off course. This does Occur in some peoples lives and the reasons maybe many, Obeah, Witchcraft or someone can cut their own lives short by offending an innocent, someone who did good for them and they did bad in return as in the story David Part 2.  Someone who went to the shop and is gunned down, when the spirit separates from the body, (for some not all, I will soon explain these kinds), it is shocked that it cannot get back in, not because he went to the store and is expected to return home, but because the spirit knows that it has met an untimely death, which is not in support of its destiny. For the ones who have met trauma and their spirit goes off happily, even through trauma, this is in full support of their destiny, they chose this way to leave the earth.

Please remind me to do a post on the MISSING MALAYSIA PLANE, I do not know if you all are ready for me to open this up to you, explaining the different things which are very possible (POSSIBLE), but if my Ori directs me to, I will tell you all about this Plane crash and that it is possible that these people, all of them are still alive.

 

My senses heightened and I saw everything, magnified. I would walk down the street and see someone walking toward me, and then I would see their spirit run across the street and stopped before a moving bus, and the bus would hit them,  almost like a video being played before me. I would come back to myself after this flash and still see the person coming toward me, but now I had the feeling to reach out to the person and tell them that God loved them and that they should please rethink what they planned to do. At first when these things were happening, I tried to resist warning people or giving random people messages, because I feared rejection and that people would see me as insane, but I was urged on by my Ori and when I did gather the nerves to reach out to people, I was met with warmth, and thanks and given nuff respect, my trepidation were all for nothing, and I began to grow more confident day by day.

All which I had lost during the battle with the children’s father was restored. After my three intense years of training where I emerged anew and refreshed, my family heard of the things that were going on with me, they heard about people coming to me, seeking help and getting  it, they heard of my divination skills and the accuracy of it. The sun rose up out of the earth and was shinning everyday in my direction like a spotlight on stage and all the whispers behind my back which said that I was mad, shushed! People of all professions and ethnicity sought me out, they traveled from far and wide to see me, they had all heard about me through another, it was by word of mouth that people knew of me, and they came, not one by one but in droves. Soon I went for my two children which the wonderful Nanny had been caring for, and I brought them home to join their other siblings. And the work continued, during these times I was given another salon by clients who loved me and were happy for my help to them and their family. My new salon was bigger than the one the children’s father had given to me, but because of the demand of me as a spiritualist, I hired workers and would only go in the shop two times a week when I was in town, I traveled often.

The wicked father heard of this shop and he came begging and I gave him, I did not refuse him, I gave him money which he asked for to pay his car notes, he had fallen on hard times, I assisted him, soft hearted  as I was, I helped him, until a very wise old man told me to stop. He told me that God was giving him his judgement and that should I continue to give to him, then I was interfering with God’s work, so I stopped. My parents began coming around, and they came when they worried about something, I would divine for them and whatever God showed me I would reveal and we worked it out. The wicked sisters did the same. Just before I had gone into training the message was “Seek Ye the Kingdom of God and all his righteousness and all these shall be added unto you”, After I was taught and I began my work all that I thought I had lost, all that I believed would never be, became more than what I expected. God lifted me up and seemed to shout “This is my daughter in whom I am well pleased!”, lol, I said seemed as if.

I began keeping medium sessions at my house, my Padrino was a medium and would often times have Misas, or a Spiritual mass where he would invite spirits to come and speak through him, and they did and when this happened many truths would be revealed and also solution to many problems would come out. During one such session, I was told by him that one day I would sit in his chair doing the same thing. The time came and there I was every weekend having these sessions, where many people would come and I would sit and pray and spirits came, where they would use my body as a host and speak. Let me pause here to Salute my sweet and Wonderful Padrino,!

Padrino, my eyes mist whenever I remember you, I love you and I call your name every day. It was through sorrow and problems why I met you but meeting you turned it all into Joy and happiness, because what an amazing person you were while you lived here, I am now called Obara Meji, and am an Initiate in the Ifa/Orisha tradition as you once told me that I would be, and many of your predictions for me have been full filled. I have passed along some of what you taught me, to my children and to others, your work here was not in vain Padrino and I pray that I, in my lifetime and with all that I share, could impact others as you did with me, I am paying it forward, I hope you are proud of me. I thank Olodumare (God) for allowing me to know you in my life time and I thank Esu, your Omo Orisha who brought us together.  I love you sir, always, and one day, a ways far off, when the mist have rolled away my sweet Padrino, we will see each other again.

During these sessions many spirits passed through me and saved several people lives, giving messages regarding their health, they checked with their physicians and found that they had problems which were corrected with surgery. In these sessions people were warned of imprisonment and of danger, people were told about jobs which they sought and how to get them. One woman had an inheritance from a Aunt in North Carolina, which she did not even know about, when told through me by a messenger, she checked it out and although it took months, she received $25, 000.00, she never knew she had. These sessions as I called them were done by me to try to raise the vibrations of others. Normally when people did these kind of intense affairs, it was for the spirits passing through the mediums to give their messages, but I had since realized that my portion was beyond that. I had gotten gifts of everyone. Every Spiritual gift which could have been given to me, I received. I quickly realized that whenever a person came into my space, they left knowing something new, I taught them something new. That drew people to me, whenever I spoke people listened, and I saw myself in the role of a teacher.

I knew things which I did not know how I knew them (can you say tongue twister? lol), and I found myself when speaking to people saying that I was a teacher. That was what I titled myself. In every area of my life, I taught. I went into teaching mode whenever I spoke to anyone, often times unaware of it. It was natural to me, knowledge of almost everything. I was a book nut, and so I lived in the libraries and book shops, sitting on the ground if there were no seats to sit, and reading all and everything while growing up and after the Initiation I searched for things I knew in books, and here I was alive and awaken and doing my work according to my destiny but I saw myself as a teacher, a teacher of metaphysics. I was firm in that knowledge, and after a while I realized that the big black book, was actually “The book of life and all things”, at least that is what I called it, because whatever I needed to know, what ever I pondered upon came to me from within me. The knowledge was embedded within, like the heart fitted and seated in the chest of a person. I began to take a curious look at people, skeptics, Christians and Muslims who denounced spirituality, denounced spiritual workers and healers. Pastors and priests who warned people away from us, cussing us and damning us all to hell, and I felt sorry for them because I quickly realized how deep in slumber they were and severely imprisoned with no possibility of parole or release, perhaps. The sessions had saved many, divination had steered people into the right direction of their lives and helped them make life changing decisions and even comforted some, and the knowledge gained of herbs and plants had cured many ailments, how were we the bad guys?, Obeah workers, Juju makers and witches, Satan’s disciples, host of demons. Jesus beloved as he were did our very same work, yes he did, as well as the prophets of old before him.

After my first initiation I learned many things and I taught a lot, but I yearned for more. I had already made up my mind that I had to go to Africa for initiation but I allowed my Ori, to tell me when. I was patient, and that was not easy for me, I am an Aries and we are not known for our patience, but making the trip to Africa was one that I knew I had to do, but who would be the one to take me, who? I had traveled to Jamaica and by chance met a celebrity there and ended up giving him a reading where he was told that one of his many brothers would die within three months of the reading. He was very sad at hearing this, although the spirit did not say which one of the brothers would die, the message was that the person would have a fatal car accident and told the month exactly. I am being very careful in telling the story as this person is extremely well known. After he was given this revelation he asked if it could be changed and was told yes, and so he asked me not to leave the Island and he would get back to me, I agreed. I waited around for a week and only received one phone call  from him telling me that he would soon come.

One night while asleep, I had an experience, I jumped from my sleep, an associate of mine was there with me, and I began to cry uncontrollably, she came over to me from where she slept and asked me what was wrong, I found myself telling her that my husband (spirit husband) visited me while I slept  and told me to go home, he said the person was not coming and I had no time to waste here, there were plenty things for me to do on earth and a short amount of time to do it, he told me to leave. I cried because whenever I was visited by this person, and the visitation ended, I felt alone and empty. I needed him to linger for a while. So I left Jamaica and went home, back to America. Two weeks after I was home I heard a voice from far off calling out a name I was unfamiliar with, but I heard it clearly, the name was Obara! I cannot tell you what gender the voice belonged to, but it was as if the person shouted from very far Obaraaaaaaa! Obaraaaaaaaaa! Obaraaaaaa!. I asked my children if they heard it and they said no, no one heard the voice but me and it called me for one month. I was curious as to what Obara was, and there were no information on the internet at that time when I heard it. I was not bothered at the thought of hearing an actual voice, I knew it was a message, but it seem to come from a very far place. I had no idea Obara called me from Africa and I was not far form meeting her, she who was with me from birth, she who selected me to come back to earth, she who was my mother, she who was my Osun, Obara was clearing the way for her precious child to come home, although she knew me I knew her not and she was tired of waiting for me, she needed me to come home, Obara called me .

During these times when the name was following me everywhere, someone introduced me to a Jamaican Babalawo, and I told him about the name, he explained that Obara was the name of an Odu Ifa (Oh-doo, ee-fah, binary coded language).  It was to be him, this Jamaican man who was to later take me to Africa, Lagos Nigeria for my full initiation. The Jamaican celebrity called, his brother had died, same way, same month as predicted and I had to go to Jamaica because he had much problems, but this set the course for me to go to Africa, because before I went and meet Osun there in Africa, I had to go home and pay Homage to my born land. Roaring River summoned me, I had no Idea of what Roaring River was or where it was, but when you are being guided you must trust, and when the vision came that I had to return to Jamaica and bring Roaring River an elaborate gift, I did not know how or when to go, but the celebrity called and desperately needed my help, it provided a way for me to go. I went to Roaring River, with an elaborate gift, and the celebrity in tow, lol. I had no idea then but Jamaica, land of my birth, wanted me to visit her lush clean water and salute it before I went to Africa, Jamaica paved my way and blessed me for my journey. I had no Idea that I was from the water realm and that Osun was my Orisha, and that Osun was indeed Obara Meji by the route which I took spiritually to get here to this realm but I was to find out in Africa when I got there. I was to find out why I chose the parents I had, and what was my destiny. In Africa and within my initiation I finally realized the reason why all the things that I had been through happened. In Africa I found Me!

Part 3 will be along tomorrow

This seem as if it may be a series!

Nǹkan tí èyàn ò ní jẹ, kì í fi run imú. /
One should not be sniffing, what one would not eat…..Yoruba Proverb!

[Don’t start what you can’t finish]

 

All religions are valid as long as it teaches peace and love…..Obara Mèjì!

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MTH
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Ekaro Cgoh

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Thanks Ty…Blessed love!!!

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Good morning family. Hope you guys have a wonderful day.

MTH
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Ekarooooo! Blessings to all. Teach, I’m up, can’t sleep. Yesterday, about this same time I was putting up my dream and asking for help to decode it. Now I think I have gotten a part of the answer. (Teach, please get back to me with your take to see if I am correct).

Yesterday, I read up on orisha, guides, etc as I was really touched when Bubblez mentioned ever so slightly that both of us belonged to the deity of Shango. He was a mighty warrior.

I mentioned in an earlier post where a lady was trying to block my (baby) daughter from accessing a benefit. This is a benefit that I need not want. I remember Teach saying to release her and maybe my daughter wasn’t meant to get it. I presented my case and I was very tactical. The lady was blown away. I literally went into fight mode.

Yesterday for the first time the staff bus left me so I had to walk (10 mins walk). While I was walking a sudden and mighty breeze came upon me, interestingly it didn’t seem to be affecting anyone else on the road (albeit the road was very empty as the Brazil match was on). When I felt the breeze, immediately I got a phone call and the person questioned where I was because of the breeze (God allowed this to confirm to me I am not (entirely) mad). We spoke briefly but because of the breeze we could not talk. When the person hung up, I jokingly said ‘a yu dat mi man Shango? Gwan chu mi yute.’

When I got to my destination, I watched the match, had a drink etc. My ‘best’ friend and I were talking and I started to tell him about everything that happened. When talking parts of the dream came out…plain, plain, plain…

I picked up my daughter and started to head home and like a voice said, don’t fight it, yu a warrior, yu a bad gal, don’t fear, they didn’t know you had so much fight in you. Just as I got to my gate, the ever present voice said to me, yu a pray fi si di enemy dem and when dem reveal yu doan even know it. I am convinced that Shango is with me, either my man or my father. I have accepted that I am a warrior.

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Ekaro everyone.
Hugs, kisses and love Mth… We are never alone, we always have help….

I just done pray and today I give thanks…

Obara we love you and thank…I am so happy for my Omo orisha Osun….

MTH
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Lailbella, I dont know if you saw these posts, but Cats Revisted, Salt, Candle Burning, Your Spiritual Altar, & The Number 3…Some very awesome posts. I love these also Peanuts Visits & Tell Me Why I cant be where you are…MADDDDDDD!!!!

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Brazil and Columbia next!

MTH
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Nuff respect Mr. Nile…anything mi know mi share…

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Congratulations to Germany! Poor number 17 on France’s side a bawl like a baby

Ty
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Yeah Deutschland ….

No worry fi him Nunu, he made millions already if just show up a di World Cup…$8 million per team if just make it, den u more as you play…a di millions him a bawl bout…

Ty
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Happy earth strong to baby Nile…may the universe be ever kind to you my dear…light, love, and continued blessings…

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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Ty thank you very much… Eyerusalem [my daughter] seemingly wants to thank you for herself as she is trying to take over my computer!!!

MTH
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Didnt know that Ty. Ty yu eva kip mi current.

Ty
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Germans playing good for a team that all got the flu and had running belly yesterday…

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Teach I know Lalibella specifically directed his question to you re the numbers. However, I know Nunu (for sure) and I think Maniac had the same thing happening to them…When I dream, it is always about envelopes or 2 $500 bills.

Lalibella, I hope you dont mind me saying this, but to aid with your dream, you can search for Teach’s post on the power of water (May 4, 2014)…That’s where I learnt how to aid myself in remembering my dreams….

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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MTH, much appreciated. Of course, I don’t mind; Embracing Spirituality is a dwelling place of many teachers and for that I am very grateful!!! I will for that posting…

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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Obara The Great, talking about dreams and numbers, why is it that when I rise in the mornings that I do ever remember my dreams?

The only times that I remember dreams are when a conversation or an actual even triggers my memory of a dream.

Case in point, a friend of my asked me about a friend of mine that lived in the Washington, DC area at the time that I did, as soon as he asked, I remembered seeing that person leaving a Grand Central type facility while I was entering. The person did not seem to notice me and I sought to get his attention, he did not acknowledge me–he was in a haste to leave the facility and he seemed rather disturbed…

I am a numbers guy–relative to calculus–so I know the meaning of 33.3333333 from that vantage point, why is it that often times–while being awake–that I see variations of this number and other spiritual numbers recurring?

The odds are that if it is in the afternoon and I think of looking at my time, I will see 3.33 PM. I see lots of 7s, 27s, et al…

MTH
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Mr. Nile, hail up…Belated Happy BIrthday to Miss Baby Nile…Give her a kiss for me…Iknow Teach, busy a box out today’s post suh let me answer you re publishing a book:- Here is your answer:

Obara Meji
May 08, 2014 @ 20:27:18
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II have but I haven’t published it and I’m currently writing another, mi shy enuh mi know it hard to believe but sometimes mi question I self and wonder if the world ready fi my kind of knowkedge

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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MTH, you are beyond awesome betam amesegënallô [thank you very much]!!!

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Howdy Mr Nile, Ekaso to u

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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Denanesh [hello/greetings] Empress NuNu. Thank you for the warm salutations and I pray that all is well with you and yours…

Lalibela A Nile (@Lalibela_Nile)
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Greetings one and all!!!

Finally, I was able to read this reference and again, I am left yearning for more. Obara, I have a lot of questions/curiosity. However, there is a time and place for all of that.

I will ask this one question for now. Have you written any books or desire to write any?

Yesterday was truly a long and eventful day. I was also my daughter’s 2nd birthday so after driving all day, I was fortunate enough to greet her before the sun went down…

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France a work fi a goal star!

Ty
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Is win or go home time Nunu…

MTH
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Ozul…

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Ozul ok, mi hope Germany won cause they’ve been one of the most consistent playing teams since world cup start but France a pressure though

Ty
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The names from the players crack me up…

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Who M, Mueller?

Ty
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I think is Ozul…

MTH
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Yazzy mi juss a si yu reply mi gal…Thanks.

TY, thanks too…

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Omo ati ire Obara….

Happy July 4th everyone…

Here watching World Cup and getting ready to head to a July 4th party…

Mth , I read the dream and I am not sure what it means… 5 is usually an auspicious number, so no worry if a $5, $500, $5000, or 5 bil

MTH
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Yazzy wey yu dey? Yu nuh get back to mi dream yet unn…

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MTHweetie, mi put eeen mi two cents pan yuh dream from mawnin round 8 sintin. Yuh nuh c it yet boo?

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Dada mi Ty!

Ogbo ato asure Ìwòrì wofun ooooo!

MTH
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Yu si di big eye dude from Germany? Big eye dud from Germany & Van Persie mi ting dey today…

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Yes M, mi deh wait pon part 3 tuh.A France and Germany match mi deh watch now, it about to start

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Nunu mi dey yah a box out the work quick & fast suh mi can read part 3 a Teach’s journey and mi waan ketch likkle a di werl cup..Germany & Netherlands today…

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Ekaro everyone! How unoo in di mawning hours

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Mornin NuNu. I woke up with the worst craving for Chippies…..

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Thanks AMH. How was your baby’s birthday? For then you have been MIA…LOL. Hope you have a fantastic day also…

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she had a wonderful day (well week even with our mini vacation) I wanted to be present in my surroundings so I tried to leave the electronics alone for a few days. IT WAS WONDERFUL!! of course the company helped a lot too!! 😉

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Good Day Everyone! Just caught up on all my reading. So much wonderful learning to take in. I hope everyone has a spectacular day!

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Thanks Teach…

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Bwoy Teach, mi haffi walk wid mi note book suh as likkle Yoruba word & translation dash out mi write it dung…

What does dada means by itself (since we call our father, dada in Jamaica)…

Thanks re the dream Teach…

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Yazzy, pray sey a money it mean cause mi wudda duss pay fi di whole wi guh African. Den mi juss guh suh an sey easy Obara whole diss fi di school. New school and new everything.

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MTH, so here’s my two cents boo…

I think seeing yourself in a unfinished building/house can prosperity.. as if your progressing and you’re in a new Era of your life. When your dream shifted to your childhood home I think it’s a feeling of security and then the money in small amounts to me is just increments of a larger sum. I think the yellow was a good color…. and di small glimpse of di “boyfriend” is smady weh ago unhappy wide u r romantic choice.

The workmen being in a festive mood sounds to me like you are being celebrated …like all marriage or something … especially di part weh seh “long fi taste yuh HAND” …

Raaaaaee, to me, I think Mommy I will be getting her school! And you will be a part of the works.

Once again I strongly feek you will be regaining all lost and then some.

The last part of the dream… I think someone tried to wrong u and u still spared their life by screaming out and so they were punished but saved from death.

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Yazzy, thank you. I always dream about 2 $500 bills. I just want to know if mi tag miself as a 500 dollar girl as in my mother’s drawer there were a whole heap a money. $1000, $5000 bills and I only took 1 $500. Is either mi cheap or mi nuh greedy…

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Ekaro/Ekaso my family. I want to share my dream and ask you all to help me decode…I dreamt that I was in a building seemed as if it was an unfinished house as I was workmen. Some of the workmen were at a table playing dominoes. I looked down in the passage and I saw my parents bedroom (the one in the country when I was growing up). The bottom drawer was open and it was filled with money…I went and took 1 $500 bill. I questioned myself of all the money why I was only taking 1 $500 bill.

After taking the money and I was walking out of the room, one of the workmen was drinking (dragon/guiness) and he was quite festive he said Miss M ‘yu naah cook? Mi long fi taste yu han’. The dream shifted and suddenly one of my ex and I were having a good time as we always did when we were together. We were watching a movie/laughing/cuddling and enjoying each others company. He was saying how happy we are as a couple and why I didn’t choose him. Then my ‘boyfriend’ came. He was dominant. I didn’t see his face but he appeared like a black mist. I didn’t even love him. My ex was filled with light and his apt was bright and cheery. There were a lot of yellow surrounding him.

The dream shifted and I was in a nurse’s uniform (full white, scrubs and all). I was in a wholesale downtown and I took out the $500 that I had stolen and as I was about to pay for the goods I ordered, a strong breeze appeared and to have blown away the money. I bent to pick up the money however some how it was in a money bag in my hand but I saw another $500 bill on the ground (it was brand new and folded many times, like how we made fans with paper as children). I took up that $500 bill.

My co-worker that sits next to me at work (I like her. She’s a fashionista) she took me shopping for clothes for my small daughter. We went into 2 stores and all the clothes were either shocking colour yellow, orange and navy blue. We bought all orange clothes for my daughter. We walked from the store and we were right at Parade, Down Town Kgn.

There was a massive crowd waiting on their respective buses. Then I saw a big yellow bus with the lights flashing with the #65 on it. It did not stop. So as I looked at the bus passing, I saw Obara Meji digitised on the back. As I turned back my head, right beside me was a van and they were trying to load the van with money to be taken to the bank. I said to myself, how cheap of them. They should have gotten a real armoured van. The van was loaded successfully and the I saw a BNS bank teller (that’s actually where I have my bank account). Just then the van passenger side opened and she pretended that she was going into it but she didn’t). Then I saw a few more women (decoys) who were blended in the crowd started to walk away together. They were just in the crowd to build up numbers to ensure the money was safely transported. I was puzzled and said shit look how mi a si di whole a dem plan unravel infront of me. Just then I heard a gunshot and a lady got shot in her chest. I heard the crowd say ———(the same name of the lady that tried to block my daughter from accessing a benefit) got shot.

The crowd started to call the ladies/decoy (there was 1 Camperdown High School girl there as well). I shouted as well but they didn’t hear. I shouted and finally they heard and looked around. I was telling then that their friend got shot but they could not hear. I motioned with my 2 fingers the sign for a gun. The ladies rushed back but one rode a bike and appeared to be a ‘butch’. I showed them their friend lying on the ground clutching her chest (I did not see any blood). Then I woke up.

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Ekaro Mommy O. Ekaro MTH. Ekaro all my ESP sweeties… and everyone out there looking in. Happy 4th of July…anyweh yuh deh!

MTH, you’ve been getting some good, clear dreams man. I’m gonna go reread it and try to throw in my two cents but all me know so far is yuh affi come into money …di amount a $500 bill weh yuh see and get inna yuh dream dem mus have nuff significance …

Soon come. .. gonna read again. ..

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Obara, when you tell this story what comes to mind is the Phoenix.

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ODARO! Love, love, love, this story it is beautiful. I can picture everything so vividly in my mind.

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Odaro everyone!

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Yazzy

Odaro Nunu booo

Obara meji
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Ah de choot, mi prove it

Ty
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Odaro Nunu…

Obara if you born with a hole by the top of you ear, does it mean anything?

Yazzy
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Mommy O, every time you write about your traveling experiences such as the one above among many others… especially the medium sessions… my mind immediately takes me to the movie with Whoopie Goldberg. In part one you mentioned the showtime series, Penny Dreadful, which I haven’t yet seen but I’m gonna find time to watch it so I can better grasp the experiences you went thru.

kiabubblez
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Odaro my family 🙂

Yazzy
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Odaro Kia boo

Ty
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I want to go so bad Mth, saving up, we roll four deep

MTH
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Ty how mi nuh hear yu sey nutten bout di trip to African?

MTH
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Ty, wad up ma? Mi dey here a mix likkle carrot and pineapple juice

Ty
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Di juice sound nice…

Ty
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Hey Mth…

MTH
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Hello ladies..I am here..Yes, Bubblez Shango is our man…

Yazzy
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Hey M

Ty
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Obara…I am here reading on orishas, can you please clarify for me…
1. Erinle…is this how his name is spelt I Yoruba? I see many spellings
2. Ayao: is the orisha of air? while Oya is wind?

kiabubblez
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Yes yazzy Sango fimi n M. nuh sure who else. Jus dun read pon Oshumare n is it possible that could also be my Orisha? Obara i memba u seh wi can av more than one. How will wi kno?

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I remembered Kia. But I wasn’t aware Orisha Sango is also M’s orisha. Nice! I use to fear the Thunder and the Lightening really bad (I possibly still do a lil bit) but I now scream the orishas names out and honor them and I have this comforting feeling… I felt Orisha Oya’s embrace yesterday… now that I am self aware… the feeling was beautiful. Connecting with nature is amazing.

Ty
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So as mi learn di Yoruba words I will drop a few… we haffi prepare for Africa

1. butterfly: labalaba
2. malu: cow

Ty
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the rainbow was awesome and big too…

Yazzy
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Ty, thanks for the notes. Keep the Yoruba vocabulary coming. We need it.

kiabubblez
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Honor to Oya n Sango as they are keeping me company this evening aling with my ES fam!!! im loving the ques yazzy n Teach the answers.

Obara meji
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Hail to the king Sango

Yazzy
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Muahh Mommy O.

Obara meji
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Muah yazzy

Obara meji
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Very good Kia

Hi Day dream !

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Thanks. I will share with my son. I was explaining about honoring Sango n Oya last evening. Everything that im learning pon es that i feel he can understand n he asks i share e.g. altar, baths, the water behind entrance doors(which he dumps nightly), honoring our ancestors n guides.

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That’s just like when they say two people shouldn’t be unequally yoked

NuNu
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Mi seh M, yuh know how wi love boast bout teach, shi nuh fi fraid fi share information because we are here fi sap it up like warm bread inna gravy.

MTH
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Teach wey day yu did haffi draw mi up and wi promise fi always draw up each other… Nunu draw up Teach dey again. Shi need fi stop.

Obara meji
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Tad as in Jamaica Nunu

NuNu
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Obara go haffi put wi unda manners when school start

NuNu
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Yail up Yazz

Yazzy
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Yailmentz Nunu boo. Weh Cgoh and the mama de?

NuNu
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Cg deh a yaad wid him bag a pickney dem and mumzy deh ya a chill wid mi. Mi glad yuh come back ie si!

MTH
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Teach if yu sey 1 more word bout yu writing style…me an yu. Mi si Lalibella write a nice comment bout how Teach story motivate him and him parallel Teach life with 2 special ladies in his life…Teach mi sey nuh worry an fret.

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Mommy O, reading your journey makes me fall in love with spirituality even deeper. How can it be that one’s life was so tormented, torn, turmoiled …. and yet God, being so awesome, made his glory shine upon you… dust you off… lift you up… elevated you beyond space and time… shown you favor and set you on your way!!! Such profound embrace! Our God is AWESOME!.

I love that although he made provisions for you.. it was allll made possible thru many other mediums such as yuh “tree” man dem (we love and honor them for all they did for u), your ori, your amazing orisha osun, your elders/teachers/guides/ancestors … your earth parents… family… and your kids.. it’s all fascinating.

Jamaica called you home one last time but Africa called you back home to her embrace. Where our Obara Meji was born. We love you!!

Your trials were never in vain… “to whom much is given…much is required”

Obara meji
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Yuh know Yazzy mi ah stawt pree yuh different ah swear you good

Obara meji
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Lol! M tuh see you! Were is our Ty?

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So I have a personal question (at least I think it’s personal) If it’s too personal then you can tell me thru email, ofcourse.

Here goes…

While going thru your initiation, you’ve never made mention of any rendezvous (not necessarily sexual or romantic) but one where you are being lusted (mi mean, you is a hot gyal after allll, enit??) and so my question is …

1. your vibration must have been off the chain (for lack of a better word/phrase) and I wanna know how that played out in that department? (Remember it didn’t have to get physical or sexual) but could you have only withstood the like of male counterparts that was on your level, spiritually?

2. Is part of the reason you didn’t experience emotions of fear when you were made aware that your spirit has left your body due to the fact that a spirit guide is left behind to protect it?? I think you had made previous mention on this on another post… I’m not certain.

Also Mommy O, I have a silly question, would you advise couples, whether married/engaged/courting/dating to do group readings openly??? Isn’t there a fear that a can of worms could be open that can tear apart a relationship as well as something beautiful can manifest itself.

Also, if one partner is not spiritually equal or has little to no spiritual growth can they’re relationship be compromised?

Yazzy
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🙂

kiabubblez
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Yes this i know but if i like something i can tell u. Also wen something i dont like. N mi nuh like u fret pon di writing missis. From odda day i notice u a get great pon di writing. U neva notice? lol

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Lol hear di 1 M lol Obara im stawt keep my journal better cah wen mi av vision r dreams i waa share but by time i memba days passed den mi nah feel fi bother yu sigh mi aguh do better

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Obara mi waa u stap fret eno di writing is excellent…is easy breezy. Never could be boring as ur writing is descriptive. It makes one visualize as if u were there. Like mi a peep ova ur shoulder lol i would like to visit mama africa, sit at her feet, learn n enjoy the festival.
M n nunu ask some good ques. gwaan read again as this post was very interesting n informative.

MTH
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Warra, yu naah explain mek mi hear? LOL mi juss a cack up mi ears…

NuNu
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M mi well want to hear who they are too and what them give mi

NuNu
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Please excuse the errors

MTH
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Lata guys, mi a guh write alyrics fi Mr. Nile yah now…Be good tell mi check back in wid unno….Nunu gwan kip Teachercompany…Ty soon forward…

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Ok Obara this is what I dont understand, I had an out of body experience, I was transported into a room with 4 beings 3 male 1 female. One of the males adked me if I was awake and u told him I was afraid. He touched my arm and told me to lie down on a metal looking bed. He put his hand on my head and did something in there. His face was shrouded by a veil. I could feel his hand like it was inside my head. He said to me I see that you’re trying to find your way. I am going to give you something I am going to put it in your “people file” he had something in his hand, it was too small for me to see and his hand went through what look like an energy mass and deposited it there. He then bent fown to my face to look at me butva viel like substance separated us. He looked humanoid but his face had a 3D hologram look especially his “hair” he was very big. Then I woke up. What confuse me is he said he put it in my “people” file, what is that? If nobody can add “stuff” to your file what file was ge talking about? Who was he? And what him put in there?

MTH
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Teach I keep saying I love Peanuts and Mr. Mitchell, is that a disrespect to all the others that you have mentioned. I love all (even the 3 youngmen in transition) but Ilike those 2 more..

MTH
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Teach mi love plan yu si…Just sey pl and mi start plan..I am excited.

Ty and di ress a wi haffi guh brush up man wi Yoruba…Ase, ase, ase…

Ty
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Ase…ase…ase…

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