REINCARNATION- REVISED AND RE-POSTED

All my life growing up, I have always felt an extreme closeness to China, its people and its culture.I hate to admit this because I would like to think that all my incarnations brought me back to this world as Black. My lovely Black race, yet I know that we have all incarnated into different ethnic groups, different races during our many incarnations to this earth plane. We have all experienced life as each other, mi ah pray God that does not include the dreaded Gully Queen dem!

I have had flecks of memory of other incarnations as I travel along life’s way, even one of the Baroque age as a Caucasian woman, an aristocrat of some sort being courted by two gentle men. I even saw myself majestic and manly on a great white horse as a Cuban over looking a plantation, I hope I was not a slave master. The memory which is the strongest however is that of being Chinese.

Reincarnation is very real, and we are all born with divine contracts to fulfill. It may be an obilgation to our parents, our children or spouse, or to even a stranger, but it is a fact that this earth plane is a school, where we come as spirits in human clothes to learn.

It is understandable why many people do not believe the possibility of reincarnation, after all many religions condemn it due to no scriptural chapters or verse ascribed to it.  We as human beings have limitations, and so it is very difficult for some to understand the deep mystery of mysticism attached to the inner workings of the universe and all the dimensions within. And not everyone is on the same level of spiritual evolution, we all do not operate off the same vibration. Anyway the purpose of this post is not to try to convince anyone of the reality of reincarnation, but to examine the reason why we come back, which we will discuss in the comments.

There are many reasons why we come back to this Earth plane, the popular reason for most is Karma, or to pay their Karmic debt, let me share a message given to me one night;

The other day my son burst into my room, complaining that I should take him immediately to the emergency room because he had a very bad tooth ache and he felt as if he was losing his mind. My immediate reaction was anger. I did not like to see him in pain, it was twelve at night and his suffering made me feel vulnerable, because in that moment I could not help him or ease his pain, and so I reacted to him in anger, screaming at him to leave me alone, if he had taken care of his teeth he would not be having this problem.  Prior to that we had been giving him home remedies, like cloves and vanilla soaked cotton, but because he was impatient he said none worked for him, so I had gone into my room to hide away from seeing him suffer, and then he found me and my reaction was less than motherly.  As soon as he stepped out of the room, a small almost barely there voice said…”Be careful how you deal with that boy and his problem, because this way of how you reacted to his suffering could make you return to this earth plane where you have to make up to him or another for your impatience in dealing with his situation.”….

Immediately I went to him to try to solve his problem, and so for that night we were successful in calming down the toothache, so he could sleep.

That reaction alone, to the boy’s suffering could have turned the wheel of life against me, it does not take much, this is why patience is needed and is a good friend. I was privileged to have the voice remind me of my folly in time for me to correct it.

The Chinese are not afraid to make the world know that they honor and respect their ancestors, they pay attention to the ones gone on before, so it is fitting, I believe that I would be one of them in one of my many life times.

I have a Chinese altar in my house and it was them (the Chinese ancestors) who told me in a dream to buy the Chinese deity called Quan Yin, the Chinese Osun. By this time I had no idea that I was Osun, I had not yet been initiated. They also told me to buy General Kuan Kung which is the Chinese equivalent of Ogun, long before I came to Africa I had my Chinese shrine,and also an Hindu one mainly because the Hindu Deity Krishna kept coming to me in visions and dreams, he had a message for me and to this day I have not been able to fully figure it out,it was “Study the theory of Oxology. Someone suggested to me when I asked them to help me understand what Krishna told me, that I try a different spelling for Ox.

This is another re-post,one that is very personal, because this vision remains with me to this day. If you know who you really are and the lives you have lived before, the crown  which you wear, the things you have learned and been made privy to over time, over the ages, you would appreciate your selves more. By yourselves, I mean your spirit,which is the real you. We are all very old souls here, wake up my friends and Live!

After this vision which I shared below, some other revelations came to me about my lives in China, and it made me realize how  I know in the depth of my heart, that I was born a Queen. I was born a Queen, My spirit is royal, no one has to declare me one, I know who I am and this is it!

This is who I am, please declare yourselves!

Here is the re-posted article below;

One night I had a vision that I was somewhere that seemed like a vast plain lush and green and beautiful, with me with an old Chinese man. He had a look like one of those Kung Fu masters with his hair held up on his head with a piece of cloth and his clothes was a light blue smock along with the pant under it. He had a quiet,wise, master full  expression and as I stood beside him there was another me that I could not see that was watching the me that was there who seemed along with the man to be expecting something.  (In all of my visions I always experience me watching myself and wondering what is going on). Then we saw what looked like Chinese soldiers about four of then with a young boy around the age of twenty-one, they had his hands secured behind him like hand cuffs except they weren’t the now a days cuffs they looked like they were made from a strong bark,bamboo perhaps or something like that. They ushered him to hut like structure and lowered him in through a flap on the roof and when they had secured the flap they left.

The man and I stood where we were for a very long time and then he walked toward the hut with me following behind, he climbed up on top and undid the flap and took out the boy while I stood and watched. He then freed him from his hand restraints, then he gave the boy a cloth sack and handed him and said to him (telepathically) “Go to the land where it is green but it is not the grass that makes it green” the boy looked happy and sad at the same time but he walked away, while the old man and I stood and watched him go, with a sense of relief and sadness. The man and I watched until he was out of sight.

Then the dream shifted and I found my self getting out a taxi in Montego Bay Jamaica, the setting seemed like how it would be probably in the nineteen thirties or forties,there were people milling around, I saw one or two donkey carts with drivers in tow, bottle torches were burning all around and the town was very lively. Again I was watched myself step out of  a taxi cab and confidently go inside a house.  Inside the house were two good-looking dark skin fat ladies, they were sitting around a table in a small kitchen and were happily surprised to see me. There were no electricity and the time seemed to be around ten o’clock at night but they had lamps burning throughout the house. They both jumped up and hugged me and said they did not know I was coming (all conversations are spoken through the mind), but he is asleep and they were going to wake him up, I said no let him sleep (mean while the me who is watching the vision is very curious as to who they are talking about), they insisted that he would be upset when he saw me in the morning and knew that I had come from the night before. Same time there was a sound behind me and when I turned around I saw the Chinese boy who the old man had handed over to me, stifling a yawn and stretching walking out of a room, when he saw me he flung his arms around me and shouted mommy! I get misty eyes every time I recall that vision, because I know that God allowed me to catch a glimpse of one of my incarnations. Often times when I’m alone I see the boy some times as a young man and sometimes as an eight year old child. I believe in my heart that my eldest child who is a girl is that son that has been travelling with me through out the ages, and I feel blessed. We are all reincarnated into the same family this I know is true.

Òní kò lè ba àná jẹ́, ọ̀la kò sì lè ba òní jẹ́, ṣùgbọ́n ìbàjẹ́ ọ̀la, ọwọ́ òní ló wà. /
Today can’t destroy yesterday and tomorrow can’t destroy today, but the destruction of tomorrow is in the hands of today……Yoruba Proverb!

[Act wisely; don’t sacrifice the future for the present]

Everything comes when it must, and everything happens for a reason, do not hurry your life, what is destined for you, cannot escape you, just keep the faith, be patient and be prayerful, filled with compassion, kindness and respect for all, let these qualities be among your name, God will fill in the rest…..Obara Meji!

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