Obeah is serious business, but I find something tickling (funny) about it, weird I know, and I have always wondered why. Yesterday a blogger inboxed me and asked me if I will continue to write on embracingspirituality even though the new Orisha site is up. She continued to ask if I will still write on Obeah and Obeah stories like before (she is too funny), as I answered her yes, I couldn’t help but giggle like a school girl, because like her, I like to read Obeah stories or hear them myself. Well at least in her, I see my self, because often times I wondered about me, (liking them I mean) lol. Thank you blogger for appreciating my writings and above all, my weirdness in liking to write about such things, (evil grin).
Her question inspired me to write on the topic. Obeah as I stated before is serious business. Bad, wicked Obeah, the kind that kill and destroy, is the cowards way out. Now you maybe reading this and wonder, what do I mean by bad, wicked Obeah, isn’t Obeah wickedness over all? I will have to say no, and the reason why I will say no, is because there are people like myself, who do not practice evil, who are placed in the same category as the wicked ones and are called Obeah man or woman. Do we take people to court for defamation (fi si de judge face, lol) or do we just accept the name (secretly loving it, like myself) and if we have the opportunity to write on the topic such as I, we clarify things as I am doing now.
When I attended the Christian churches, there was a woman Bishop who was a revivalist (she, like me jumped Poco, zion/revival) read here. She was always asking me (between us) about doing bad work, she wanted spell recipes, I had them by the ton, yes people do not be shocked, I know bad work oooo! It is the first work I as taught, but the choice was left to me for which road I would choose. I made my choice, but mi Neva throw away mi recipes, so enemies beware, lol. I was young in age, but old in spirit, (still am) but I was never the person, since I had woken up to my spirituality to ever advocate doing bad. I respected her, but it disturbed me that she loved bad Obeah so much. One day I asked her, (this was hard for me to do, but I mustered up my bravado to do so, and asked) why did she love be work. Her answer made no sense to me then, but as I now reflect on her answer, I can now say I understand what she meant, however I do not agree. She said she needed to know bad work, because of her children and her grandchildren. In other words, she wanted to know how to do bad, in case any one dared her by trying her children. This was a Bishop who preached every Sunday on the pulpit.
My Olowu, the Jamaican Babalwo who first took me to Africa told me of a Babalwo in Nigeria who he considers his son has a wife who temporarily went blind due to bad Obeah that was thrown to him, but caught the wife instead. Of course they worked on her and her sight came back, but I asked the obvious question, why did he not protect her from jump street?
People who are practitioners of spiritualism are always targets of other practitioners witchcraft, so they must be on guard always. They must protect families, because if you the practitioner cannot be caught, the blow will certainly be thrown at a loved one.
Why do people do make the decision to hurt another with Obeah? It would be much easier to fight something you can see that somehthing you cannot, and if it comes in the form of sickness where the doctors do not even know what they are dealing with, as this is often the case with Obeah, doctors are puzzled as to the illness, then it is even worse.
My mother had a quarrel with a neighbor, and the woman set out to drive my mother insane, when they took my mother “out” the healer asked my mother, ” why you young girls have so much cuss words in your mouth to tell people?” She continued to tell my mother that the woman who did the job on my mother (no one knew it was the neighbor, until the mother woman revealed it), felt ashamed and upset at the cussing given to her by my mother (who for real could win a cussing championship and hold the title for years, I inherited the belt, but Osun made me give it up, aw shucks!) and went and did Obeah to drive my mum crazy. My mum said she saw little green men dancing when she was home alone, but when she was at her mother’s house, all was well, Obeah real ooooooo!
When my mother got better, she told a boy who made a date with her what the woman did, and then she proceeded to stand the same boy up on a date. The same attack came again, little green men began to show themselves, and she was again taken to the Madda woman, who asked her upon seeing her for the second time with the same problem, “young gal, why yuh chat so much?”. The man, (a Jamaican Chiney man) had gotten vexed because of being stood up and had spitefully and wickedly used the same Obeah work my mother told him that was done to her, to try and hurt her again.
I call both of these people cowards.
The wicked baby father woman, after she had tied up the wicked man, she came at me. There was a time she had me running down the street in winter, bare feet and pregnant, while carrying another child in my arms, after she had sent Chuckie and his bride to my house in the middle of night to terrorize us, lol, I sprinted like Usain Bolt when the ghost jumped into the wicked baby father and he growled and grunted at being possessed, lol.. dat ugly gal did wicked enuh, not to mention this man who could not keep his seed bag in his pants, and had me running down the road like a white woman in a scary movie, except I did not fall. Big Up the Puerto Rican hustlers on the corner who helped me that night! You should have heard me trying to speak Spanish, trying to explain my plight to them, lol, De duppy galang bad dat night.
She did it for a man, who she still to this day does not have. The stupidity of it all…
Women use Obeah to fight over man all the time, and even in Africa, if a person get a title (Africans are ver big on titles) woe be unto him, when the fight begin. When my husband got his first Chieftancy title, he has two, he said they threw juju for three years straight at him, if he was not strong, he do not know what would have happened. When we first got together, he fed me protection medicines for one month straight everyday,the wolves and she wolves were ready to strike, he stood in front and did what he had to do. African Obeah is out of this world, and is not to be found anywhere else,the closest you will find it is in Haiti or Jamaica, and still it is cool in comparison to the Africans. In Africa, juju can reach you, even through a phone call. They put medicine (de Obeah) in their mouth,and then ring your phone, you answer and that’s it, de Obeah catch, lol, it sweet mi! It sweet mi only because it caught me like that already, yes my God mother did it to me. Obeah mi through the phone, but I have since reversed it. The amount of people who have tried me, but I am here for a reason, so anyone who tries me, has just killed themselves, not me oooooo!, They have certainly tried me, but woe be unto them because my mission must not be hindered.
I promise myself not to write any more long post, so I will end here. For all the people who have ever made the decision to throw Obeah on another person. You are all cowards. For the jealous people who use Obeah as a weapon, you self esteem is beneath the ground, and you will never be better off in this life or the next, and not to mention if you have children. Have you even considered them? Sometimes when you see vagabonds on the street,it is the hand of the mother,fathers or grand parents. Parents suck the sour grapes and it is the children teeth that will feel the nedge.
Obeah is real, and wicked Obeah is destructive, please reconsider your actions, and allow people to live their lives without you interfering, There is no such entity as the Devil, it is the human being who is it, look into the mirror and reflect on yourself, although some people just barn wicked!
Ẹni tó ńṣe rere, ìwọ̀n ló ńrin àrìnfura mọ /
A good-hearted person seldom needs to be suspicious of others…..Yoruba Proverb!
[Maintain a clear conscience.]
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 religion are valid as long as it teaches peace and love…. Obara Meji!
There are no disappointments in life, only lessons learned!….Obara Meji
Obara Meji is a spiritualist, Ifa-Orisa practitioner, and teacher of metaphysics. Since 2011 she has used her online platform to share her personal experiences to those seeking answers about spirituality. Her teachings will expand into short stories, novels, and public speaking to continue her mission of bringing enlightenment to the world.