BE WHO YOU WERE CREATED TO BE

Good day one and all. I pray that you all had a wonderful week end and that you enjoy and be safe for this week and for always. Here today I want to explore a topic that came to me this morning as I sat in meditation, “Be Who You Were Created to Be”. Growing up in Jamaica as a little girl my parents placed a great importance on who I would become in life, in terms of occupation and position in life. I suppose any caring parents would feel as mine did, there is no sweeter feeling than pride in a parent for their child, when it ah bubble up inna dem like ah tin ah pepsi!

We all as children aspired to be a Doctor, Lawyer, teacher what have you, perhaps not ALL children, but most, I once asked a friend sons what they wanted to become when they got older, I asked then in front of their beaming Jamaican mother, one boy answered he wanted to become a painter while the other jumped in and shouted that he wanted to become a pizza delivery man, this earned both boys to my dismay ah Baxiding ( ah horse stallion beating, dem bawl) from their very angry mother, through shame and embarrassment, the woman still talks of this to this very day. Why mi tek mi fass self an ask doe eeeh God?

You are pushed to study hard and “Aim High”. This was what I was told as a small girl who attended Maxfield Park Primary school in Kingston Jamaica. On our small island Jamaica Classicism is very present and also racism among us Jamaicans regarding each other. We were and still are a diverse race of people, and the Jamaican Motto is Out of Many One People, yet everyone was measured by their skin color or where you lived (uptown and downtown and also social status. Although we lived in what could be called the ghetto, (although my mother would cuss if she read this, according to her where we lived was no ghetto, the outskirts of the area was, but not where we were, this is Kingston 13 Jamaica, so you all figure that out) and because I was light skinned I was pampered by family and by people n my neighborhood who would praise me telling me that I would be a Doctor. No I was a bright student,  what they wished for me had nothing to do with my scholastic achievements or abilities, it was al duel to my complexion. Dem neva business if mi cudda spell rat, mat, cat or bat, but from mi brown mi bright lika stadium bulb! They associated the fair skin with all which was good and with great potential success, the mind of our people O ma se ooo!

This was very disconcerting to me at the time, because I had an older sister who was dark skin, and when all people praised and pampered me, for my color/complexion, nobody paid any attention to her. For that, which was none of my doing, there were times when I wished they would stop, for her sake actually, to this day that sister carries a hatred for me and a jealousy to the point that we do not speak. I once had on shorts and this same sister was curling my hair with a very hot curling iron, she remarked about how clean my skin were, I answered thanks, all of a sudden the hot crimping iron “accidentally” fell from her hands and onto my leg, burning me badly, (wicked ole dranco, Yazzy stop bawl and read de rest!) but I digress. Let me get on with today’s post.

I never wanted to be a Doctor as everyone hyped me to set my mind to, It was not my dream, I could not stand the sight of blood, and I had so much compassion for the sick that I could not go near them, I was also a hypochondriac, as smady sneeze near mi uh mi fly gone ah doctor, suh doctor wuk ooda mad me .

I liked school, but I found out from a younger age that I liked to school myself, I had an interest in life and human beings. I especially had an interest in things that were not of this world. I loved to read. Reading was/is a passion to me, and by the time I came to America I still had no idea of what I wanted to do, career wise. What Occupation I wanted to pursue.  I must say that in my freshman years in college , I still had no idea of what I wanted to become or do in my course of study, Liberal Arts what I settled for within my first year, while contemplating my course of study. I had my daughter while in high school, and had to go back to college after I had survived life outside of my family, in other words life on my own. I was determined, and I needed to show my parents who had thrown out a pregnant teenager, me, that although I had a child, while I was a child myself, I would still earn a degree. I did!

Yet life would take me where it wanted me to go, I had no choice in the matter, None! In hindsight I realize that my life spoke to me all along, from I was young and living in the birth country. I loved to read, books, newspapers, a match box, a billboard you name it I loved it. It would take years and migration to another country to answer to my true calling which lead back with me born passion, reading!. Except this Reading which is now apart of my spiritual work is my life. Who the hell knew! That is how I began my work, my Spiritual work, after my spiritual awakening, I came out a reader/medium, and have even gone deeper since then. I have written on this blog often about my road to initiation, and of my life as an initiated traditionalist/Child of Osun.

We were all created for a reason, our life’s journey on earth has a purpose, whether you believe it or not. Some people may ask “Obara, I have a crack head sister, was that her purpose?, and the answer could be yes, as daunting as it may be as well as no. Yes, because she may have very well come into being to fulfill that role as a karmic debt. Yes people karmic debts are real, and they play out at times in the oddest ways, not easy for people to understand. That crack head may have to be like that for several years or forever, if this is who she was meant to be, then this is how she came in to pay her Karmic debt.

The answer however to the question posed above could also be NO, and the reason for it being no is that somewhere down the line (if she is not paying a karmic debt, but is a crack head), she has fallen out of alignment with her cosmic energy/her life path. This imbalance could be attributed to many things, from Juju work, to soaking up other peoples vibrations/energy, being a spiritual sponge, and not being able to get rid of it. The reasons are plenty as to why many people stray away from their life’s purpose. Also drugs and alcohol are ruled by a set of malevolent entities/energies which lives within time and space, and a part of their function is to lead  human beings off their path through their force and their influence over these substances. Christians call these entities the devil, but to them the devil is a single entity and is an adversary to the creator, when this is farthest from the truth. God has no adversary. The entities/energies were created by the same creator who created us , and who has given them the key and power to do exactly what they do, and this is to test the strength and will of the human beings.

Oprah Winfrey said that as a child she always loved to speak, she had the gift of Gab. She made an empire from doing just that, isn’t life remarkable? Lady Gaga said that her mantra has always been that she would one day be rich and famous, She is! I have a client, a gentleman who was a business manager for a very successful company, but his passion was always for carpentry. While he worked as a manager, he suffered from high blood pressure. One day he decided to quit his high paying job, and opened up a shop doing his carpentry. Since he has done that his blood pressure is stabilized, and he is the happiest he has ever been. He finally did what he enjoyed. It is the best thing to do what you like to do, go after what speaks to you.

Your life’s purpose and life’s journey is encrypted into the crevices if your mind and spirit, often times we fight it. While I grew and everybody urged me on to becoming a doctor, I could have pursued that wonderful profession for the purpose of prestige, power, giving my parents bragging rights (which parent do not want to brag that their children are Doctors or Lawyers?). I went to School, earned a degree, parked my degree, did hair dressing  which I loved and am now a spiritualist, traditionalist, which in truth is not far from being a Doctor, except I am a Doctor of another Kind, a spiritual Doctor.

I loved to read and am now a reader/diviner (de books dem even de bill boards and match box) pointed the way. It was a hard road to reach where I now am. When I received Ifa, I was told during my life reading, that in all my incarnations I have always been a spiritualist, I have always done spiritual work. I urge you all to find your own niche, listen to life, and try to hear what it is saying to you. Some people cannot find a job, well maybe you ought not to work for people, perhaps you cannot find work because you were meant to work for yourself. Maybe you are a writer, or there is an idea in your mind which will enable you to work for your self and to either be comfortable in your earnings (not everyone was meant to be rich) or be extremely successful! Do not beat up on your self because you cannot find work, remember there are no concidences, and everything comes when it must!

Kó wá kó lọ niyì òṣùpà tóṣùpá bá ti dàrànmọ́jú kò níyì mọ́. /

It’s more honourable for the moon to show up and recede; it loses honour, when it is static and unreceding…..Yoruba Proverb!

[Familiarity breeds contempt; what is unduly available loses value]

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

There are no disappointments in life, only lessons learned…..Obara Meji

A Little cheering up for anyone who needs it;  Love from Obara Meji!