September 24, 2015 Obara Meji 25Comment

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.

As my mother did this the woman seemed to become more distraught and the pungent smell of the liquid that my mother used permeated the air. It was pleasant. As the woman cried, my mother left to go into the back and I followed behind her. In the back of the house was my father, who was studying his racing forms and smoking a spliff. He asked my mother how was the woman?

To which she responded, “Shi nah guh live enuh, shi ah guh dead. Dem set duppy pon har.”

My father kissed his teeth as he was one who never believed in these things and prided himself on being a Doubtful Thomas. My mother went to the fridge, poured a glass of water for the woman, and we headed back to the front veranda. Hilda Willis (Miss Will), my mother’s arch nemesis who lived in the same tenement as us, had a drunkard for a brother named Alfred. Alfred did not live in the same tenement as we did, but on this day he came to visit his sister Miss Will. As my mother handed the glass to the lady who was by now sniffling and drying her tears, Alfred staggered through our gate and came towards our veranda.

It was obvious Alfred was drunk.

My mother had placed her hands onto the woman’s shoulders and was silently praying for her. The Jamaican sun beamed down on us that day and almost seemed as if it was in a cooking mode and wanted to boil us that day. Alfred staggered up the steps with all intentions of going into Miss Will’s house, but upon seeing my mother, he greeted her in a slurred speech and staggered towards her to shake her hand. But before he could do so, he looked at the woman who my mother was tending to and shouted out: “JESUS CHRIST, SI DI DUPPY DEH!”

And then immediately, we all heard a loud POW! Alfred was flattened on the ground, foaming at the mouth, as if he was undergoing an epileptic fit. My mother then shouted for my father, screaming, “Bring di rum! Duppy box dung Alfred!”

It was pandemonium on the veranda that morning, as Miss Will ran out shouting and screaming “Jesus Christ!” My father walked out lazily with the rum, his spliff at the side of his mouth, my mother grabbed the rum and began to wet Alfred with it as he thrashed about on the ground, while Miss Will held his head and Janet, her niece, held his feet. All of this happening while the droopy eyed woman bawled, shouted, and screamed. Even the sun seemed to withdraw a little as the heat which was intense before quelled slightly.

Some “prayer warriors” seemed to come out of no where but was truly in fact the higglers from across the street, rushed onto the veranda and began to pray fervently. One thing I must say about Jamaican people back then is that in times of need they acted as a community, a support for each other, no matter the circumstances.

Alfred revived eventually and he was sat up, supported by some people and he seemed to even have come back to his senses from the same alcohol that he had staggered into the yard with, the fright seemed to have driven the “drunkenness” away. After a few moments, he began to speak.

“Ah duppy box mi dung enuh, mi si di duppy tan up tiff inna di ooman.” He pointed at the droopy eyed woman who was crying and sniffling but she did not seem surprised as to what he was saying. Neither did my mother.

Alfred then said, “Lady, dem set duppy pon yuh from yuh work place an’ nuh matta weh yuh guh, nuh body not gwine able fi heal it.” To which his sister Miss will chimed in “kiba (quiet) yuh mout Alfred mine him box yuh dung agen!”  Alfred shouted that day that the woman would die and very soon. And she did. She didn’t last a month after this day.

I have never forgotten that day. Many people saw Alfred as just a drunk, but he had eyes which could clearly see beyond the norm. And although my father, who still prides himself to this day as a Doubtful Thomas, witnessed all of this, and also what my mother had told him, he still kissed his teeth, unwilling to accept that this was indeed obeah that happened to the woman.

I am Jamaican so I know firsthand that Jamaicans sees all things that are not attached to the Bible and Jesus Christ, as Demon and Devil worshipping (or obeah, which they also associate with these two), yet still, there are so many powerful people in the country, as I believe that all Jamaicans are highly spiritual people. But the stigma that is placed upon anyone who has embraced their spirituality outside of Christianity, I believe was created through fear, which was taught to them by their same religion. But I ponder on their indoctrinated mindset because I have read the bible (as I was once a Christian), back and front and thoroughly, and in this book, I have seen many mystical and mysterious things which, to my understanding, solidifies that spirituality or that of the unknown are apart of our living world.

There is a scripture in the bible, first Samuel chapter nine from 1 to 21, where Saul’s father had sent him and a servant out to find a donkey that belonged to the family. Saul was told not to come home until the donkey was found. After being away from home after several days, Saul became tired and decided to go back home and risk the wrath of his father because the donkey was not found. The servant suggested that they seek the advice of a Seer, this particular verse is verse six where according to the servant the Seer is an “honorable man and all that he says comes to pass.” 

In verse seven, Saul wondered if they went, what shall they bring the man? (Meaning that they had no money), “and there is not a present to bring to the man of God, what have we?” (NOTE that he is calling the Seer (or reader man) “a man of God” and also worried that he had no PAYMENT for the reading).

In verse eight, the servant answered Saul and said , “Behold! I have here, at hand, the fourth part of a shekel of silver that will I give to the man of God, so that he can show us our way.” They both decided it was a go and they set out to go and see the Seer (the reader man).

In verse twelve, they were pointed to the Seer’s direction and told that the he would be coming down today because there was a sacrifice to be performed for the people in the high place (meaning the community Altar).

Now, in verse fifteen it says that the Lord spoke to Samuel in his ears the day before Saul came. He told him that tomorrow, about the same time, he will send a man out of the land of Benjamin and he, Samuel, would anoint that man to be Captain over his people Israel. What this means is that unbeknownst to Saul he would be anointed the King of Israel upon his meeting with Samuel, the Seer. But for now, his business with the Seer was to know the location of the family’s donkey which was lost.

To cut the story short, upon meeting Samuel, before Saul could open his mouth and even offer an offering, the Seer confirmed who he was when they asked to be pointed in his direction, not knowing that it was him. The Seer then told them that the donkey that they lost, Saul’s father found it three days ago. This was said before even a greeting from Saul or the servant.

The point of this story is to show that although Christians look down and cast negativity upon readers, diviners, spiritual practitioners and anyone who seeks them, hypocrisy is among their names, because here lies, in their Holy Bible, ONE OF many stories proving that God sanctioned the uses of Prophets/Seers/Readers/Diviners/Practitioners and also of sacrifice as stated above.

Also, it is said in the same Bible, first Samuel fourteen verses 41 that Samuel, as the Seer, used a divination tool or an oracle which was called, the “Urim” and “Thummim,” in other words it acts like the casting of Lots and in the chapter quoted above you will see upon reading it how he used this oracle to separate a good person from a bad person.

The story I told to you all of Alfred the drunk also goes along with the story of Saul and Samuel. Here was a man who came through our gate in a drunkard state, his consciousness was altered by the liquor he consumed before he came. All that was happening there on the veranda before he walked through the gate, nobody, but perhaps my mother and the woman, knew. But clearly, Alfred could see beyond the physical and as he came, whatever he saw shook him to the core of his being that he had to through an epileptic fit (which, by the way, seizure or fits, when it happens, is light (spirits) passing through the physical body). Upon returning to himself after experiencing the seizure, he, who had no idea of what was happening, revealed the problem the woman was having and prophesied her death.

Now, I’d like to ask a question: In him doing this, was it bad? What he saw and revealed, was it something demonic and sparked by the devil?

Often times many people, even Christians, will have dreams and visions and will seek to find out what messages were being given to them through these dreams. But I would like to know if they in turn (meaning Christians or those who stigmatize spirituality) ask their priests, pastors, bishops, or whomever, to help them understand these dreams or visions, which are coded messages. If these visions are interpreted for them, and the interpretation is correct, did the interpreter (who may be the Pastor or a sister in the church), do a wrong thing in decoding the spiritual message given in the dream? Should they have rebuked the dreamer by saying if you didn’t dream Jesus, the Bible, or the Church, then I have nothing to say or do with whatever spiritual communication you connected with.

Most people are asleep and it is very sad, because walking around as Zombies with no spiritual focus, only that which has been taught to you from a book or a Pastor, and does not allow you to search within yourself as a fragment of the Creator, allows for confusion. Embracing one’s spirituality in ways of the human being connecting while on it’s earthly journey to it’s higher self or that which is consciousness, is how we find our path through the chaos of the world in which we live. My intention with this post is to highlight the stigma and fear of embracing one’s spirituality and the hypocrisy of it all through religions, which only creates confusion and holds one back from attaining their higher purpose.

However, there IS truth within all doctrines, I believe, because if the Pastors or Religious leaders taught from their holy scriptures in the way that I relayed the story of Saul and Samuel, then that fear of spirituality would be removed.

Obara Meji

Tan and see nuh bruk nuh dance, only interference – Old time Jamaican proverb!

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

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Danielle
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I agree with this post. I am a Jamaican Christian who believes in spirituality and seeking answers from God through meditation, opening up chakras and speaking life into situations. The bible does teach these things. It is of God to seek the kingdom of heaven. The kingdom of heaven is within us. Why did you stop being a christian?

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all mi like Jesus mi woulda tell them fi come dive…old naughtiness dem..mi know them nah go change.. But the same bible tell them…many are called.. chosen are few…

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It always puzzled me too my Obara, why the same people that burn fire for Spirituality and Traditionalism are the same exact ones who will run to put JUJU..aka obeah on there church sisters and brothers,

Well that could be it too you know, because they know they only use it for bad, so they assume all people think like they do, so from them a use it fi do bad, so is the rest of the world.. eeddiiooott dem..kmt..

When I talk to even my own sister she is quick to cast judgement on me and say..
mi no into this spiritual sh&%. but meck she get a dream she cant understand, a mi first she call, or if someone piss her off, a fi mi phone a ring, and she a say how she need a bath… remember this is the same person who cuss Spirituality …. smh..

I realize from long time that a just so comatose people think.. they only seek religion when they are in need.. so the thought that a spiritualist lives there religion is beyond them, and worst they are more accepting of another race religion that have rituals like our African one, faster than ours because our forefathers were taught that we are the inferior race and must look up to our “Superiors” and strive to be like them.. stupid… So them sell out to the Christian religion, that has a man who in the very same bible work the most “Obeah” but to them it was a miracle not Obeah.. man why people no wake up and see that they are still slaves to the mental reprogramming that was done to our forefathers .

This saddens me so much.. now the few who are brave enough to Embrace our Spirituality are look upon as the out cast .. we here in Jamaica anyways, there is no middle ground for religion, it either you are a church goer and reading the Holy Bible and a scream JESUS!! or you a wicked Obeah man or woman… no middle ground..

But explain to me why when them same people that a scream Jesus a get a spiritual fight ,as is often for them, they are the first to run to a Reader man/woman
for help, and naturally as soon as they are ok again they go back with them hypocrite selves to cussing Spirituality, and this line..”MI NO BELIEVE INNA DEM THINGS DEH”

Mi sorry for them still because they are just in limbo, confused and asleep to the world around them..one day I pray they will all wake up .

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And one more thing, depending on the dream or vision, if a Christian cannot decode it, they will tell yuh to just “rebuke it” an a “di devil a try fool yuh;” mi always seh, fi people of God that believe in the greater light which having to do with love and all things good, what a way dem spend a lot of time AND energy pon Satan??!?? If yuh buck yuh toe, “a di devil” then what if a God duh dat fi delay you on something worse that was gonna happened if you didn’t?

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Good morning Obara Mejia and greetings friends

Yes Obara, church (well Christians) is a huge hypocrisy! They acknowledged certain parts of the Bible and denounced the rest and if you ever question dem instead of ansa dem bawl out “a di devil send yuh,” all when di devil a mind him business dem a gi him powa.
But the bible speak of beasts with seven heads and dragons, and spirits…. There’s even a scripture that said something along the lines of you must fear God amongst other gods; plus the bible speak of God and gods but of course you cannot tell a Christian anything. … Just as how they dismissed every other religion.

OM Question!
Is the pope (or di poop’ mi fren seh) mean anything of significance to yuh?
Because all now I don’t see what his significance are, the point he serve and frankly they all have this dark look to them around the face, especially the eyes… Please do a piece on him in the future at your will.
Sorry fi di long typing an any mistakes.

Cami
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From Sunday school days I knew that church wasn’t for me ; I say this alot!

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Obara, you were a shadow to your mum, lol most of your stories have you ticking behind her, not to mention you and you finger, lol

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I was trying to comment all morning and browser kept acting up. What is really funny to me though, even if you show some people those chapters and verse’s in the bible they will tell you that it does not mean that, it means something else. I am so glad that you broke it down Obara.

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Hey Toy, you call it as it is. Good afternoon Obara and everyone.

I’m thinking is it possible that Alfred’s alcohol addiction is due to an internal, spiritual struggle with his self, due to his capability of seeing? Or does Alfred see best when he’s drunk?

lisa
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I agree with your assessment of Alfred Cami, a dat mi did a think too…

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Obara mi love how yuh tell story ie nuh. Mifeel like mi siddung in the yard a watch everything unfold. If it was today andthat lady came to you, do you think ifa would show something that could actually turn death away from her?

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Good afternoon folks!

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lol you too funny- one thing about todays post that scared me a bit was that Alfred said duppy was on her and she going to die and nothing could save here and she later died- Why couldn’t she be help if something malevolent was done to her?
Sad!

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I am great – taking care of my lawn- So you know I am a nature guy love my trees, plants and lawn 🙂
Giving back to mother earth

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Point Taken!!!!!
Love OM-
blessed day to all

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