During my first set of initiations I was plunged straight into spiritual school by means of non physical beings taking me to the realms of time and space on many trips. This occurred for 3 years and for the first 2 years I was a shell of myself. I had no idea at first what was to become of me after they were finished with me (or even if they would be finished with me). I was gifted many things during this time and yet I had no idea how to list them or even what they were. What is apparent though was that I can see spiritually as far as until the end of time, if there is ever such a thing, perhaps or perhaps not. Because within my gift, I could tell death as it approached, the time, day, and even the hour. I predicted death precisely and was even given the knowledge of how to stave it off. There were times when clients who would come to me never came back for a while, and when they did return, I’d ask “Why haven’t I heard from you for a while?” to which the response would be: “Obara, I’m afraid of you.”
This response made me worry. I worried about myself and about my gift, not ever wanting to frighten anyone or even offend anyone, and when the revelation of Peanut (read here) came to pass, I actually closed myself off from everyone by changing my number and not doing any readings or seeing anybody and I cried for days asking God why me? Why was I the bearer of bad news? After a while I came back to my senses when said clients all came to my home begging me to begin seeing them again and I did. I realized that this gift was part of my portion, I had to be grateful for it. One of the gifts I emerged with from spiritual school, unbeknownst to me, was the gift of mediumship. When my Padrino was alive and I was a teenager, I remember going to his home and attending what he or the Cubans called a misa or a spiritual mass, a term used by the Catholic Church also. A misa is a seance in which the medium or mediums are present and allows spirit entities to speak through them to the attendees. It was in one of such misa’s that Padrino did that I first found out that I had a spirit husband. Also it was in said misa that Padrino, being possessed by the spirit of my spirit husband, told me that one day I would sit in his own chair. I had no idea at the time that he meant that I, too, would be a medium able to host spirits.
The first time that I realized that I could host a spirit was a few weeks after I began to physically see clients at my home. I was sitting at my dining table with my oldest child and my youngest child who was about 5 at the time. My oldest child and I were having a normal conversation and while the baby stood next to her sister, suddenly something took hold of my body and I grabbed my child’s arm in a vise grip and a voice that did not sound like me asked her “Do you want to play with me?” Now let me pause here for a minute. My oldest child had seen me go through my initiations and had on occasions realized that I would just come out of the blue with predictions or prophecies. Therefore she was able to tell when I was myself and when I was not. I, however, had no idea (back then) when I became possessed or would prophesy.
The spirit who possessed my body so sudden, held on tightly to the child’s arm, and while it asked the question to a now confused child, my oldest child instructed her sister to respond “No.” Another voice emitted from me which now sounded different from the one who grabbed the child. This voice instructed my oldest child to pray while telling her that the spirit who held on to my daughter was not of light and therefore was passing through me using the opportunity that I was open to come through in a malevolent way. This new spirit, who seemed benevolent, urged my daughter to pray now, and she did. My daughter’s hand was still in my grip but as the oldest one prayed, the grip slowly loosened and she was free. All the while this was happening, I felt as if I was across the room, observing everything… seeing what was happening. But I had no control. This changed as I got older spiritually and now I am aware and able to control those who come around to use my body to speak in the material world.
I want to tell you about spiritual sessions as I call them. After a while I was instructed by my non physical beings to begin holding my own “misa’s” or spiritual sessions as Padrino did. Although the way I had held mine was slightly different from how he did his (as per instructions by my non physical teachers). To be honest with you, I did not want to do it at all. I was afraid of the feeling that the spirit, after leaving my body, left me with. It was almost as if I had no energy. But they told me that this was apart of my gift and I was to be a teacher of spiritual knowledge, therefore I had to get a piece of every gift that has been given to man and I had to utilize them. Having a spiritual session was the perfect opportunity and I believed that it also would teach others how to lift their own vibration so that their own spirit could use them to convey messages the way how they used me.
It was a Saturday evening when I first began. On this day, I invited many of my clients to my home for this meeting. Many of them had never witnessed anything like this before but like most people, they were curious. But the mere fact that they would be able to speak to a dead relative through me, they made sure to come. With every spiritual situations, the spiritualist/medium has to prepare her home, compound or grounds before guests arrive. In my preparation I had many things to do so as to have a clean energy filled space. I incensed my home with a mixture of herbs I made. I had water all about (this was important because many different people were coming with many different spirits, good, bad and perhaps ugly). I had sweet smelling flowers, perfumes, and lit candles, making sure the candles were white as I wanted a clean, clear vibration.
I meditated and centered myself and my children arranged my living room with chairs in a circular setting. A coffee table sat in the center with a bowl of water and floating flower petals. And inside this water I had certain perfumes which were important to this meeting (these perfumes are essential for situations such as this, but I cannot say what they are). Before the people arrived, they were instructed not to wear red or black, but white, if possible, was the color that all should attend in. The women were told to make sure that they were not menstruating or else they would not be allowed admittance. And all persons were to be there with a clear heart and mind. During the session all the lights were dimmed with only the candles as bright illumination. Everyone was instructed to come to the table using the water with flower petals that was there to cleanse themselves by dipping their hands in and passing it over their heads and body and flashing the remaining water towards the table while they prayed.
This action was to remove any negative energy that they may have come with. All had to do this, including myself. After which, I would begin a series of prayers and songs (which the attendees were urged to listen to the words and join in, this helped to raise the vibration in the room) which lasted at times for perhaps an hour. The purpose of the prayers is invocation of light spirit beings to come and attend our “party” and bring good light and good messages for us all. Within the prayer was the command to lock any beings who would come to disturb the session in a malevolent way or muddle any messages. While doing the prayers, I would feel myself beginning to lift from my body. In others words, I began to feel light as if I wasn’t there. There were times when I would hear myself laughing or I would hear different voices coming from me.
As the session begins, spirits would line up in droves hoping to pass through me to speak. There was one time in particular, that while singing, I stopped suddenly and the chorus singing of the attendees slowly faded away upon my sudden halt, and I pointed to a woman who was in attendance: “You, what is your name?” to which she responded and the spirit through me proceeded to give her a message. This particular spirit who spoke, was my head spirit, a man. He spoke thick patois without caring if a person understood or not and he would always laugh a peculiar laugh, almost like a jeering or mocking laugh that would give everyone a sense that something major was about to be revealed. He was a mysterious spirit, not even I knew exactly who or what he was. (He was the spirit in the story linked above that gave the message to Peanut).
After the woman had given her name, he told her in a slow and unhurried voice, “Woman,” he said, “there is something like a white pasty substance aligning the bottom your womb. It has been there for a while and needs to be removed.” He assured her however, while laughing that mysterious laugh (he seemed to not take anything seriously, which I believe was his way of teaching us that no matter how bad the situation is there is always solution), that the substance that aligned her womb was not life threatening but it wanted to burst. This day was a Saturday and the woman visited the doctor on the following Monday, to which the doctors could not find the “substance” after 4 ultrasounds, but it was when they used another instrument to look inside her that they finally realized that what she had was a huge cyst that was impacted. They then operated and removed it.
Then there was also another woman who was very familiar with my head spirit. She had consulted with me many times, one to one, and the spirit came out and spoke to her, telling her many things which enabled her to amass a huge fortune. However, there was one particular time when she met a new boyfriend and decided that she would no longer come for consultation with me anymore because he had forbidden her from associating with me, accusing her of visiting an Obeah woman. So I had not seen her for a while until after he had robbed her of almost every penny she possessed… and then she found me again. I invited her to one of our sessions. It had been a few years since we saw each other. She came to the session late that night and she was almost not allowed admittance but as I was very familiar with her, I allowed her. When she came in, my head spirit was already seated within me. He had the room in a frenzy with all of his revelations and comedic character (he was a very jocular spirit although he was also greatly feared as you never knew what to expect). She, who was used to him, greeted him eagerly as she sat down, though he, remaining in his cool and relaxed demeanor, simply replied “Public defender, you come?”
To this she merely laughed and continued to joke with him and he would address her at all times, not by her name but as “public defender.” He told her just before he turned his attention to another person, “Watch how you walk,” to which no one understood what he meant and he did not elaborate. Before I tell you the rest of this story, know that although she came to the session, her heart and mind was still not with me. After the boyfriend left her she had asked for my assistance in bringing him back and tying him onto her but I refused. So her display of joy around me was false, I may not have known it, but the spirit that now inhabited my body did.
It was to be two weeks after that night that I got the phone call that she had been arrested on very serious charges and although she was quite wealthy, whatever circumstance she was in, made her have to use a Public Defender during that time. The spirit knew something which is why he addressed her as such and told her in parting “watch how you walk.”
Spiritual sessions or misa’s are very important as divination. If a competent medium hosts such a session and invites good spirits to come and speak, many lives can be changed and bad situations averted. Also, the attendees gets to learn many things about themselves, their spirit family, or what they should expect from their lives. I stopped having them after a while because I am forever in teaching mode and I wanted to teach all who attended how to be able to do the same as I did, but no one seemed interested. The only interest laid in what they believed they would hear. In our school, Obara Meji Osun University, we will be having these sessions so you all can experience it for yourselves.
Here is a clip of a seance from the Showtime series “Penny Dreadful.” This, of course, is not how my sessions are done but observe a few things while watching: Those who are in attendance are wearing mostly black and before the session began, no prayers were said which would weed out the bad spirits from the good spirits from attending. Also, there is absence of water (for cooling purposes and to pull good spirits) thus making this type of session susceptible to any being, especially malevolent beings, to walk in just as in this clip. There were multiple of spirits who possessed Vanessa and she had no control nor did anyone in that room. However, who ever wrote this story knows something.
Ẹní bá rí òkú ìkà nílẹ̀ tó taá níìpá, ìkà ti di méjì. /
Whoever saw the corpse of a wicked fellow and kicked it, has turned himself into a wicked person, as well….Yoruba Proverb
[Forgive and forget.]
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