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COMMUNICATING WITH SPIRITS – ONE OF MY FIRST EXPERIENCES

I had always wondered while growing up and seeing people becoming possessed, what really went on during the time they are in custody of spirits? The world of spirits always fascinated me and I eventually knew why when I began to trod the path of a practitioner. While attending Zion church, I secretly criticized people who claimed they were in spirit. I was the proverbial doubtful Thomas, still am, I suppose.

There was a time when I felt detached from almost everything. I did not realize my feeling of detachment then, I recognized the feeling as being numb, this was when I was in training, “spiritual school,” being initiated into spirituality by non – physical elders, read here. The numbness that I felt was my way of dealing with a new or renewed life, what Jesus of Christianity must have meant when he said that “we must be born again.” I remember the first time I became possessed by spirit and it happened in church one night, a spiritual church.

Inline imageThe mother of the church was new in the area at the time and my junior sister, some of my friends, and myself used to visit the church at nights. The church had vibes to it, and as Jamaicans we thought it was a revival church – but it was not. The woman was Jamaican but she was spiritual baptist, not revival. Although she never declared herself, we were young people and if we thought this and this was what brought us to the church, she kept her mouth shut so we would not be turned off, but because we were not used to these kind of churches, we did not know the difference, we simply went because of the vibes.

One night I was there, it was in the wee hours of the morning when the church got hot, we had been singing, clapping, and dancing and the energy was strong, everyone was having a great time, and the heat in the church increased. I went to the bathroom and upon my return, I bumped into someone. I looked up to say sorry but saw no one. However, I knew I had just walked into someone who had a 24 pack (great abs). In my mind I thought “weird…” But I continued drying my hands and walked back to my seat, still slightly puzzled by my encounter

But when the hour of 3am arrived, something changed.

I began to feel hot and sweaty, my ears began to ring and I felt as if the place was spinning. I sat down and the whole church was on their feet, stamping, and singing, all was in a frenzy, yet it was too much for me. I wanted to leave… I wanted to run. I did run that night. I found myself out of my seat and running around the woman’s seal on the ground which was beautifully dressed with flowers, candles, milk, perfume and other things.

*Wait* Let me pause here: I should tell you that the next morning, I discovered that beneath that seal was the work the Mother of the church had done to bind the members to her ‘make-shift’ church, which was located in the back of her botanica shop. I did not know this on that night, but the spirit did, and so as I ran around that seal, the Mother panicked.

While I ran around her seal, I felt as if I was standing in a corner way off watching myself, wanting to become apart of my body again, wanting to get back in. I wanted it all to end, but I had no idea how to end it. I saw it all happen while I stood there in a corner watching my physical body run around this woman’s seal. As I ran, I had picked up one of her many flags (a black one), plucked the fabric away from the stick, and wrapped it around my face. I was aware I was no longer apart of my physical body, but could not control my actions. What I was doing and how I was thinking were two different things, and I wanted to stop. The “hot gal, easy fi shame” me wanted to stop this running around bit and remove the black cloth from my face.

But while in spirit, I began to teachI taught the church what Spiritual Baptists call Daption, which is a way how they, when in spirit, communicate or invoke their spirits. It was a long night for me and afterwards, when I was released from possession I was exhausted. I went home and slept. In my sleep I saw many spirits, they came up to me, all were smiling and happy with me. They gave me flowers, candles, sweets, all sorts of things. They gave me seals and their insignias upon which to call and command them. They told me to get up and write, I did, and what was written on the paper when I was finished, I could not understand. I saw strange words and drawings but in my spirit I felt good. I felt as if I was looking at a map of my life. What was there was not only strange drawings which seemed like another language, but seals. It was to be years after that one of those seals assisted me into finding my way financially to Africa for my initiation and also one of those seals that pointed the way to this blog, spirits are divine! A doorway had opened up that night, a passage through a dimly lit corridor. That night I had gotten a glimpse of who I was to become.

The mother of the church hid from us the true nature of her church and of who she was (which would have made no difference to me and my friends back then at all, we only wanted to be apart of a spiritual church, the drumming reminded us of Stone love dance. Jamaicans oonuh know Stone love sweet, big up oonuh self Kilimanjaro). We attended because we loved the vibes and wanted to serve God (back then Christianity had a strong hold on my mind, but I cannot be blamed, all I knew then was Jesus and de blood, lol), but my spirit came through and began to teach that which is apart of the Spiritual Baptist church; their way of invoking, their voice of command with spirit.

That night I was embarrassed. I thought about my friends teasing me later and I wanted desperately to get back into my body. I was pure thought, no form. My form or body was making a spectacle of herself, or so I thought. While I ran around I heard myself making certain sounds I was unfamiliar with. It was during this that the woman (who was devious) shouted to the congregation that they should follow what I did or the sounds I made, because I was teaching them daption. In Zion revival we call these sounds although made differently, groaning. They invoke spirits to come, it can slightly be viewed like a spiritual language, but not by speech but guttural, coming from deep within,so it vibrates as it goes out. The Mother had no choice than to reveal herself and I had communicated with spirits of another realm who I did not know but who knew me, and it was to be the doorway of a great adventure, one that I am still on.

The Mother of that church was wicked but I never knew. She did many things to me and she became one of my greatest enemies and one of my most powerful teachers (you can find her in the posts Attachment and That Wicked Witch.)  She was sent or chosen by me most likely to lead me to my path, to assist in opening the doors for me. She did well and I thank her, although she has made her transition. This goes to show that the road to goodness is a hard and rocky one. The sun is extremely hot and the nights are bitterly cold. There are many times, even today, I have had to talk someone off a ledge. People who have the hardest life, once they can weather the storm, they will come out great, but you must teach from your experiences. Goodness does not come easy, but there are those who will want to take the easy way out, o ma se ooo (what a pity), because they do not understand that light can not exist without darkness, yet they can never meet. It is the ebb and flow of life. Once we can understand this, then and only then will we begin to realize what this game of life really is.

Communication with spirit is crucial, we must honour them. Spirits can communicate with you in many different ways. For example, most often they’ll communicate through nature, especially animals. The other day I was driving, I stopped at a particular location and saw several birds gather in front of my vehicle. As I drove away slowly, the birds seemed to just walk and not fly away. Minutes later, a large black crow made its sounds and landed atop a light post beside my vehicle. He crowed a few times and then flew away. That morning as I started the car to drive away, for some reason the engine felt like a heartbeat, but not a healthy one, and so I mentioned this to little Obara.

Well later this day, I loaned my vehicle to someone, and I later received a phone call that they had crashed into a concrete wall with such an impact that it destroyed the wall into pieces and deployed the airbag. Although the wall was completely destroyed, it was only a scratch the vehicle received and the driver was okay.

I received the sign of this incident prior to it happening. From the unusual sound of the vehicle, which worried me, but never happened again since that morning. To the birds in front of the car. To the large black crow who perched atop the light post as if trying to get me to take notice of him, and I did. I will one day do a post of signs of nature and what they’re telling us.

I love you all,

Obara Meji

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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.

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le.tigre
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This is intense! The thought of having an interaction with a spirit actually makes me nervous. As I lay here with my night light shining bright at the foot of my bed, I can say, Obara, you are surely brave! I never ketch inna spirit yet, but for some odd reason I feel as if I’m missing out.. As if maybe I’m not spiritually ready enough.. A so it go still, things take time.
Nuff respect fi yuh, Obara!
Blessed, everyone!

Cher
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Cher

Greetings Obara, and ESP members. Obara you are always teaching from your life experiences. Thank you

CharMD
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CharMD

I look at black crows as warnings. No that I’m concious of them theyve shown up to alert me about something. Once I saw three black crows sitting and chillin together. I was with my ex at that time. still trying to figure out what that meant but have an idea, lol. A new thing I’ve noticed is a fluttering in my ears. All in all trying to be more in tune with nature as I see provides a lot of signs and omens. Thanks for the reminder that through darkness you find light. That harmony underlies chaos You grow, are stronger and can share and help others. Something I need to remember when I have my ‘Why me?’ moments.

KTB
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KTB

I thank you Obara for teaching me through this forum. God know I have learned from you to be present in my life and it has been a great help. Team KB has improved with showing them self and assisting me in my life. Team KB for life!

KTB
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KTB

Obara Had you not listened to you non-physicals you wouldnt be where you are today! Team Obara Meiji! Okay I’m done lool

KTB
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KTB

I have attended christian church before and ketch ina spirit. I’ve groaned as if in pain and recognized it to be spirit because I couldn’t stop or prevent it from coming out. My thinking at the time was holy spirit. I am not sure who that is as yet. I will say good beings as I did not feel danger or fear. just fear that I would fall out and show my vickis. looool Same as like Obara stated. It is like you are outside of your body and the hot gal nuh waa dem stare pon you. lol

KTB
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KTB

I love you too Obara but when you ago do the signs of nature and what its telling us post….all who ready say AYE

Prosperity
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Prosperity

Boy Obara when you went to sleep and dreamed of the spirits being happy with you, you must have woken up and felt light like cork. I imagine you having a beautiful feeling.

About spirits wanting to communicate with you. Since week I have put a glass of water or juice filled with ice on my bedside table. The ice and me a fren right now. On three separate days, one being today mi ice treat fell to the floor. You know mi bawl today though fi mi juice and all that ice.

Question is mi just clumsy or something want mi attention?

Lincoln
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Lincoln

Oh lawd you said something that I LOVE since I am a MATH nerd! sacred geometry !!! like Fibonacci – so much example of Fibonacci in nature and life- if you understand Fibonacci you realize everything is predictable and preset and goes in cycles!!!!

SA-FO
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SA-FO

Wow, what an introduction to your journey. Now tell me, why dem send a stallion fi hot up you likkle brain eeh?

Like you, I kind of side eye people who “ketch spirit.” In all my years in the church, I have never had this happen to me and thought some thing was wrong with me or I wasn’t holy enough to receive the holy ghost. I even asked some really close Mother figures around me if they ever had this experience but they chalk it up people just feeling the emotions of the message or songs etc because they haven’t received it either. They are strong in their faith than I am to boot. My best friend says she went into spirit one time, running up and down in the church. I just can’t understand it. I even prayed for it and nothing. * shrug*

I can’t remember if you explained 3 am fully. I have my own Christian interpretation on it and why it is significant for spirit, especially malevolent ones but what is yours?

I am also curious as to why your body/possessor picked up the black flag and wrapped it around your face? Any significance there?

Richard
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Richard

Morning it is very difficult to find a real church these days because these people are very wicked.

paul
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paul

i just love your schooling obara. you have such a way with words!

Intellectual Bhutu
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Intellectual Bhutu

Mi neva know seh new post email cudda swiit mi suh! Reading this brings memories of being in church and watching everybody else “get inna spirit”. Nuh matta how mi do weh dem seh mi fi do it wouldn’t work. I finally gave up on it happening to me an staat pree di ppl dem wen dem ah do dem ting – its like I’m studying them trying to understand. I know that a lot of it is pretentious but at times it is real. The christian church is unable to explain it…speaking in tongues, wild movements – I was told that it was the holy spirit. But then the unsaved would come and ketch spirit too an dat tuh me was confusing.
When mi haffi search dung di vehicle fi sumtin fi write mi question wid yuh know this serious.
How does the seal on the floor of the church compare with the seal you had on paper?
How are spiritual baptists different from the revival group? (it didn’t matter to you then but is important to me now because I watch them a lot)

You mentioned dat yuh buk up inna di sexy body spirit (bout 24 pack lol) – Is a physical encounter typical?
Is it to be understood that it was a “male” spirit that took over your body?

How does the spirit choose who to mount? Did you sing louder, were you fasting? Why mi neva ketch spirit yet?

How were you able to understand/translate the messages you got during sleep?

Is it wrong of me to do that deep groaning rhythmic sound that I hear them do when “chumping” is that the right term?
OK mi done 🙂

SA-FO
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SA-FO

Koodus to these Questions. You added a few I wanted to ask 🙂 Morning everyone!

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