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September 2015

( 17 Posts )

HUMANS BEINGS AND THEIR EVIL WAYS

There have been many times when I have explained in some of my  posts on Obeah that the evil is not the Obeah man, (although he plays an important role in the "bad, wicked or evil" deed, but he has his place in the world, and he knows the consequence of his actions), but it is the human who asks for the evil work to be done, I believe who is even more wicked. An assassin has no job, if he is not contracted. Many people stupidly believe that they can do bad things to people, spiritually, meaning Obeah and nothing will happen to them. I meet them everyday. Although I write in my posts repeatedly that I am a benevolent worker and that all should not practice evil, people still write in for bad work to be done. At times I ignore them, because before, I would counsel them into changing their wicked ways, but after a while I was told through spirit that they would leave and request same job to be done by a "willing" practitioner, paying big money to get their evil wish to come through. Some people just cannot be fixed, they refuse to heal or mend their ways, and so nowadays when they write in, I will either delete the mail, or be very tempted fi tell dem some ole duttie claat, (curse some bad words at them), I have been good so far and not done this, but my fingers itch to do so, badly! ...

There have been many times when I have explained in some of my  posts on Obeah that the evil is not the Obeah man, (although he plays an important role in the "bad, wicked or evil" deed, but he has his place in the world, and he knows the consequence of his actions), but it is the human who asks for the evil work to be done, I believe who is even more wicked. An assassin has no job, if he is not contracted. Many people stupidly believe that they can do bad things to people, spiritually, meaning Obeah and nothing will happen to them. I meet them everyday. Although I write in my posts repeatedly that I am a benevolent worker and that all should not practice evil, people still write in for bad work to be done. At times I ignore them, because before, I would counsel them into changing their wicked ways, but after a while I was told through spirit that they would leave and request same job to be done by a "willing" practitioner, paying big money to get their evil wish to come through. Some people just cannot be fixed, they refuse to heal or mend their ways, and so nowadays when they write in, I will either delete the mail, or be very tempted fi tell dem some ole duttie claat, (curse some bad words at them), I have been good so far and not done this, but my fingers itch to do so, badly! ...

PSYCHIC ATTACK AND ENERGY TRANSFERENCE

Good day to you all. I got up this morning not feeling to write a post. There are people in my home today doing my floors and I figure that the distraction would be too much. However I feel I must, so here I am. I have had several topics on which I promised myself to write on since God knows when, but the time it would take to "Go" in on those topics, I sigh at the effort. So I will still put those off for another time.  I am sure we are all aware of psychic attacks, this is where dark or negative energies are sent from one individual to another creating disturbances. Often times we call these energies, spirit, and it can even manifest from a thought, as well as actions and even conjured. Not created, but conjured, called into being. Problems happens as a result of negative energies, and would you believe that even the clothes you wear can bring these energies forth, they sure can. There are so many forces withing the realm of time and space, that operates off a negative vibration, they float around like bubbles blown from a child's bubble ring searching for a home, and here on this earth plane they have found plenty of homes, and live with many people who, with their bad ways, and negative attitudes spread these unwanted entities to unsuspecting people unbeknownst to them. How do we avoid them, or dispel them when they come around? Below is my own story of what happened to me yesterday while at home, even though I knew better, I still got caught up in its darkness, only for a moment I must say, but nevertheless. ...

Good day to you all. I got up this morning not feeling to write a post. There are people in my home today doing my floors and I figure that the distraction would be too much. However I feel I must, so here I am. I have had several topics on which I promised myself to write on since God knows when, but the time it would take to "Go" in on those topics, I sigh at the effort. So I will still put those off for another time.  I am sure we are all aware of psychic attacks, this is where dark or negative energies are sent from one individual to another creating disturbances. Often times we call these energies, spirit, and it can even manifest from a thought, as well as actions and even conjured. Not created, but conjured, called into being. Problems happens as a result of negative energies, and would you believe that even the clothes you wear can bring these energies forth, they sure can. There are so many forces withing the realm of time and space, that operates off a negative vibration, they float around like bubbles blown from a child's bubble ring searching for a home, and here on this earth plane they have found plenty of homes, and live with many people who, with their bad ways, and negative attitudes spread these unwanted entities to unsuspecting people unbeknownst to them. How do we avoid them, or dispel them when they come around? Below is my own story of what happened to me yesterday while at home, even though I knew better, I still got caught up in its darkness, only for a moment I must say, but nevertheless. ...

HELLO EVERYONE

The post  I wrote yesterday I think was very important, and so I have decided to let it stay up and not make a new post today. I will be peeping in on the blog as much as I can today, although I am preparing for class tomorrow, and also doing readings, attending to my shrines, doing my sacrifices, mentoring my god children, doing some Juju work, cooking for my biological children, cleaning the house, doing my hair and nails, plucking the chickens, skinning and butchering the goats and rams, muck the stalls, milking Bessie our cow, breaking in our new horse, doing the soup kitchen, giving out condoms to the working girls on the streets, giving advice to my "Dear Obara" column, flying out to Las Vega and back, mowing the lawn, give birth, planting the field and picking cotton out yonder, only to wake up tomorrow and do it all over again. ...

The post  I wrote yesterday I think was very important, and so I have decided to let it stay up and not make a new post today. I will be peeping in on the blog as much as I can today, although I am preparing for class tomorrow, and also doing readings, attending to my shrines, doing my sacrifices, mentoring my god children, doing some Juju work, cooking for my biological children, cleaning the house, doing my hair and nails, plucking the chickens, skinning and butchering the goats and rams, muck the stalls, milking Bessie our cow, breaking in our new horse, doing the soup kitchen, giving out condoms to the working girls on the streets, giving advice to my "Dear Obara" column, flying out to Las Vega and back, mowing the lawn, give birth, planting the field and picking cotton out yonder, only to wake up tomorrow and do it all over again. ...

THE FEAR AND STIGMA OF READERS/DIVINERS WITHIN JAMAICA AND ABROAD

Some years ago on a Saturday afternoon in Jamaica, my mother's friend, who was a short dark complexioned woman with watery droopy eyes, came to see my mother. I remember her from my mother's job as the canteen lady, as she worked in the hospital of the University of the West Indies. On this particular day, it seemed as if the woman had been crying as her droopy eyes were red and the puffyness under her eyes were more pronounced that day. I felt sad for her somehow, although I did not know what was happening. As her whole body structure told me that she felt defeated, although I did not know at that time how to put my thoughts into words, I knew she was not having a good day. My mother had the woman sit on our veranda while she went inside to get something. I watched as my mother came out with a small bottle filled with a turquoise colored liquid. She went over to the woman, used her index finger to cover the mouth of the bottle and tipped it to get it's liquid, then used her finger to place a sign (perhaps it was of a cross) on certain areas of the woman's face, neck, and chest. ...

Some years ago on a Saturday afternoon in Jamaica, my mother's friend, who was a short dark complexioned woman with watery droopy eyes, came to see my mother. I remember her from my mother's job as the canteen lady, as she worked in the hospital of the University of the West Indies. On this particular day, it seemed as if the woman had been crying as her droopy eyes were red and the puffyness under her eyes were more pronounced that day. I felt sad for her somehow, although I did not know what was happening. As her whole body structure told me that she felt defeated, although I did not know at that time how to put my thoughts into words, I knew she was not having a good day. My mother had the woman sit on our veranda while she went inside to get something. I watched as my mother came out with a small bottle filled with a turquoise colored liquid. She went over to the woman, used her index finger to cover the mouth of the bottle and tipped it to get it's liquid, then used her finger to place a sign (perhaps it was of a cross) on certain areas of the woman's face, neck, and chest. ...

READINGS ANYONE?

Some time ago I met a young man who was referred to me by another client. He was on a spiritual path, or so he says, and needed divination to clarify some venture he was about to embark on. He had gone (before he met me) to another spiritualist before coming to me and was told that he had a gift and that his spirits were with him and are very strong, he had gone to several, but at first told me of one. ...

Some time ago I met a young man who was referred to me by another client. He was on a spiritual path, or so he says, and needed divination to clarify some venture he was about to embark on. He had gone (before he met me) to another spiritualist before coming to me and was told that he had a gift and that his spirits were with him and are very strong, he had gone to several, but at first told me of one. ...

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