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December 2014

( 15 Posts )

OBEAH SPIRITUAL GARDENING WITH YAZZY- A POST BY BLOGGER YAZZY

Good day one and all, Yazzy sent in this post with the title above. My dears, I have to say that I am proud of Yazzy and you all. I know for some of you there was a time when the word Obeah sparked some negative emotions in you upon hearing just the word. You all had no idea that Obeah is just a word, synonymous with other words such as Voodoo, Juju, and more, but that the words themselves, albeit associated with evil and wicked practices, really is not! Again it is the, heart,minds and hands of the wicked ones who grab a hold of the knowledge which comes with these practices that we ought to be mindful of! Of certain Human Beings, I smh! ...

Good day one and all, Yazzy sent in this post with the title above. My dears, I have to say that I am proud of Yazzy and you all. I know for some of you there was a time when the word Obeah sparked some negative emotions in you upon hearing just the word. You all had no idea that Obeah is just a word, synonymous with other words such as Voodoo, Juju, and more, but that the words themselves, albeit associated with evil and wicked practices, really is not! Again it is the, heart,minds and hands of the wicked ones who grab a hold of the knowledge which comes with these practices that we ought to be mindful of! Of certain Human Beings, I smh! ...

AFTA MI NUH OWE DE LAURENCE-A POEM BY OBARA MEJI

Yazzy, ah yuh mek mi do dem mad tings here enuh, ah yuh!! aldoe mi madda use to sey de same ting tuh,but yuh comment mek mi memba. Any way people, here I am with my poem in Jamaican dialect (patois). Is Yazzy mek ah dweet! Please bloggers, make up your own poem but it has to include"Afta mi nuh owe de laurence" and let us enjoy today! ...

Yazzy, ah yuh mek mi do dem mad tings here enuh, ah yuh!! aldoe mi madda use to sey de same ting tuh,but yuh comment mek mi memba. Any way people, here I am with my poem in Jamaican dialect (patois). Is Yazzy mek ah dweet! Please bloggers, make up your own poem but it has to include"Afta mi nuh owe de laurence" and let us enjoy today! ...

L.W.de LAURENCE READ WITHOUT FEAR! -THE UPDATED VERSION

I remember as a child growing up in Jamaica being sent home from school early one day because the coffin with the 4 dranco ‘vultures’ was looking for Mr. Brown.  The teachers had heard that the coffin which rolled up and down the many streets with these talking birds saying ‘Mr. Brown, Mr. Brown, looking for Mr. Brown’, was heading our way.  After the children had been let out we all ran to our different homes hoping that we would never meet up on this travesty, which we never did.  There was a man who worked across the street from where I lived, he was a nice man I remember, because he used to give the children treats and he was kind to us….his name was Mr. Brown.  As I ran pass him to go into my gate I stopped for a moment and in my innocence yelled ‘Mr. Brown guh hide di dranco dem ah look fi yuh’  he responded ‘ah nuh me dawling’, but I didn’t slow down enough to hear the rest.   I hastily ran home to go underneath my bed, to suck my finger which was my comfort at the time, (miss mi finga it bad bad). ...

I remember as a child growing up in Jamaica being sent home from school early one day because the coffin with the 4 dranco ‘vultures’ was looking for Mr. Brown.  The teachers had heard that the coffin which rolled up and down the many streets with these talking birds saying ‘Mr. Brown, Mr. Brown, looking for Mr. Brown’, was heading our way.  After the children had been let out we all ran to our different homes hoping that we would never meet up on this travesty, which we never did.  There was a man who worked across the street from where I lived, he was a nice man I remember, because he used to give the children treats and he was kind to us….his name was Mr. Brown.  As I ran pass him to go into my gate I stopped for a moment and in my innocence yelled ‘Mr. Brown guh hide di dranco dem ah look fi yuh’  he responded ‘ah nuh me dawling’, but I didn’t slow down enough to hear the rest.   I hastily ran home to go underneath my bed, to suck my finger which was my comfort at the time, (miss mi finga it bad bad). ...

BLOGGER SA-FO-WHERE ARE YOU?

Good day to all. Today I want to take the time to shout out to our missing Blogger Sa-Fo, who we have not seen on Embracing Spirituality for a while. I am like a mother hen to all who I love and care for and when one of mine goes missing it does not sit well with me, and Sa-Fo is surely one of mine. I have emailed her and she has responded, with the promise that "she soon come" even though she peeps everyday, but de work and normal daily life tun up. ...

Good day to all. Today I want to take the time to shout out to our missing Blogger Sa-Fo, who we have not seen on Embracing Spirituality for a while. I am like a mother hen to all who I love and care for and when one of mine goes missing it does not sit well with me, and Sa-Fo is surely one of mine. I have emailed her and she has responded, with the promise that "she soon come" even though she peeps everyday, but de work and normal daily life tun up. ...

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