When Church Is NOT Is What You Think: A Tale of a Bizarre Date with Death

How an unexpected revelation sparks a terrible spiritual war

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Several years ago I attended a spiritual church (which was actually a makeshift church holed up in the back of a botanica). Back then I was a “dance” (Jamaican party) lover and goer, but the message had come to me:”Seek Ye The Kingdom Of God And All His Righteousness and All Others Will Be Added Unto You.”  And so my friends and I decided to attend the botanica church.

This was the beginning of Hell.

All attendees (the regulars) wore white including the “mother” (leader) of the church. It was fun! We sang and danced and had a great time.

The mother of the church had set up a ground alter or seal. On the ground were beautiful flowers, sweets, honey, powder, a brass lota used in Hindu tradition, a glass of milk, water, and more, all indicating that the “order” was of light and goodness. Unbeknownst to myself and the girls at the time, the church was spiritual baptist, a Trinidadian spiritual worship. But in attendance were mostly Jamaicans,  including The Mother. The Mother knew that we were unfamiliar with this type of worship and so she concealed it from us, but to be honest we did not care. The vibes were good and the mother was loving and kind and we were desperate to serve God (and have fun in the meantime).

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But one night, the church was in full swing. The Mother always recorded each session, so professional video cameras were set up to catch every moment. We had become regulars by this time so we were now wearing white like everyone else. While there clapping, singing and dancing, feeling joyous like school children on break, I suddenly felt strange. It’s difficult to explain but there was an eerie feeling that crept over me. A chill took my body, and then the place became unbearably hot. Sweat dampened my skin and I became nervous. This did not feel right.

There was an older woman across the room and her eyes met mine. Her brows pulled together in concern.  Everyone else was oblivious to my plight and I struggled to let go of the feeling.

Suddenly, I stumbled from my seat and out into the aisle. It felt as If I was being dragged up to the front of the church. I could not control the urge, but my body walked purposefully towards the center of the church, towards that seal.

I was young so there was an internal war with myself for composure. I had no control over my physical… I realized from somewhere far off that I was in spirit.

It felt as if I stood across the room watching me in action, wishing I could drive my own vehicle (human body) again. We could not wear shoes in the church and so I had white socks on.

I sprinted towards the beautifully laid seal and saw myself run around it. The light of the lit white candles danced as I ran. Around the seal were flags of all colors. I saw myself grab the black flag, tear it from the stick and wrap it around my face and head. Blindfolded, I ran around the seal and did some other ecstatic movements that I can not describe as I am not sure what the hell I was doing.

From my view outside of my body, I saw The Mother looking intrigued as she watched me. Spiritual Baptist people have a sound they make, they call it “daption”. At this time, I never knew this, but I began to make the sound. It was a particular sound that seemed to count up to the number seven and repeat again. While I did it, I cupped my hand over my ear, waiting.

Too stunned for words, everyone remained quiet.

I repeated the sound and cupped my ear again.

The Mother then shouted to everyone. “She is teaching you! Repeat after her.”

And everyone did. As I chanted this beautiful sound, the drummers began to beat the drums and the call-and-response was spectacular.

My human eyes were blindfolded, but the spirit within me did not need my eyes to see. I now know that the spirit wanted us all to know that I was being led by something else. That night I (or the spirit, rather) unveiled the secrets of the church and “The Mother”. I, however, in my innocence, had no idea what I was doing, or that I had now created a dangerous enemy.

And from that night, I would have to fight for my life and that of my children.

“Thou shall set a table before me in the presence of mine enemies.”

I may not be Christian, but I can certainly quote some wisdom there.

My story only begins…


When I was released and allowed back into my body, I was shaken, worried, terribly weak, and slightly afraid. The human was back and I desperately wanted to go home and never come back to this place again. The experience of being possessed was very jarring.

It was now a Sunday morning (church services were on Tuesdays and Saturdays) and I was awoken between 5 and 5:30 AM. A strong presence of thought came to my head and I was compelled to get a piece of paper and pencil and write as instructed. What I wrote, or drew, were symbols, many of them. Symbols I did not understand. I was new to spirituality at this time, so the symbols meant nothing to me. I placed the paper beside my bed and fell back asleep.

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After some time, the phone rang. It was The Mother. I can never forget it. The conversation went a little like this:

With strange excitement in her voice, she spoke.

Sister Obara,” she said in a low voice. “I know you got something! It was spectacular last night. I know you received a gift!

I looked at the drawing beside my bed. “Yes,” I told her. “But I don’t understand it.

Her anticipation was palpable. “Get up and come now. Bring it with you and come to my house!

I took a bus to her house and one stop before I got there,  I heard a voice clear as day. It told me to get off the bus and go across the street to make a copy of the paper. I did as told and put the copy into my bra. I walked the rest of the way to her house and when I got there, The Mother could hardly contain her excitement.

Come, come!” she said, quickly ushering me into a room. “I’ve been watching the tape all night. I couldn’t believe what I saw!

We sat and faced each other. “So? What did they give you?

I removed the paper from my pocket and handed it over to her.

She wore her glasses and studied the gibberish I wrote.

“Hm! Look at this. You are born to be a leader. You will travel the world and have the respect of many people…”

I looked on as she spoke, stoic in my expression. How could she tell all of this from some drawings I could not even understand?

She kept speaking. I was slightly lost and drowned her out somewhat but came back when she patted my hand.

I’ll hold on to this and study it some more.” She tucked the paper into her bra.

I agreed (It didn’t seem as if I had a choice) and left afterward. When I left, I heard that voice again. I removed the copy of the paper from my bra and heard the voice say that when I get home, I will draw the rest.

Since that day, I was no longer welcome to the church.

The Mother got angry every time she saw me and avoided me like a plague. Later, I discovered that what was under her seal was the names of all the attendees of the church. The seal, as beautiful as it appeared, was not an order of light and goodness, it was bondage. Our names were tucked into it, binding us to her church. But after that night, with the actions that were led by the spirit, I had released everyone from bondage.

For one year straight, I faced her wrath because of this.

Every day I would experience near-misses of car accidents, see spirits without faces, be attacked by unseen things. It was during this time I learned how to fight back when the battle became unbearable.

But her final blow came on a Saturday night. One of the most difficult days of my life. It was the day I woke up fully aware that (my enemy) would die.

The final strike was coming and I was terrified. I was young, scared and lonely, but I had an army behind me. An army of non-physical protection. I called a friend to come over and help me pray. I packed all my children and sent them to my parents’ house. They could not be there when this dark spirit came for me.

Preparing for the spiritual attack, I was instructed to draw seals on all of the windows and doors of my house. I did… but I quickly removed them again, hissing.

I don’t believe in this sh*t!” I said scornfully.

I cried the whole way through. I was a Christian. I was young and confused and I didn’t believe I had any “spirituality” or “power”. I was normal the previous year and now here I was, house-bound and preparing for an alleged spiritual war.

But when my friend, a more developed spiritualist, took one step into my house, she confirmed my fears. Something dark was definitely coming. I was not crazy.

But When 6’oclock came, my friend stood.

Obara I can’t stay here,” she said gathering her things.

She told me that what was coming was too terrible, she can not stay with me any longer, and with that, she quickly fled.

I was now alone and scared.

I stripped myself naked and rolled on the floor, swimming in tears as I cried out to God to spare me.

As the hours drew nigh, I turned on all the lights and televisions in the house. I knew I could not run, I had to face it. Death was coming.

1:00 AM came and I was urged by my guides to go lay down. I fought to stay awake, too afraid to fall asleep. But as I lied down, my throat dry and hoarse from crying, my eyelids grew heavy and I dozed off immediately.

I saw a human dressed in black with wings flying toward my house. It flew through my balcony door and straight to my room. It straddled me and began to choke me. I struggled with it and heard my guides shouting words that I should repeat. I struggled to speak, my tongue was heavy. A word was thrown to me, one of the names Christians have for God and I managed to squeeze it out, as this being and I wrestled for my life. As the word was whispered, I felt the hold on my throat loosen a bit and I was able to fly up off the bed with a barrage of prayer and incantations.

I ran to the kitchen for some spiritual tools I had and now that I had passed through the valley of the shadow of death, I combated evil and it ran.

The next day I received the news that The Mother passed out and was hospitalized.

The war had finally ended.

It was to be about seven days after, she appeared in my dream.

All I wanted was for you to be apart of my church and my movement,” she said weakly. “But your eyes are too swift… I bow to you.”

She was never the same from that day. She left the hospital with a limp, lost her botanica, the church, and died two years after.

Even though we may view her as wicked, and she was, I learned something extremely crucial for this road that I walk: how to fight back. To that, I will honor her spirit and may she be doing her work in whatever realm she now resides.

Experiencing her and her church, her war against me as a young girl, allowed me to learn about spiritual battles and spiritual wickedness, lessons that we all should know. It allowed me to find who I was.

I once called her wicked, but I now hail her as one of my best teachers! May you all learn from my experiences and revisit the pain others have caused you. You might find a jewel you never saw before.

Obara Meji

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Selle
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Selle
9 days ago

Thank you so much for sharing that Ms Obara! Such a good story about learning, and facing battles and overcoming. I hope to one day be as confident and strong as you when facing evil.

Red
Red
17 days ago

Hay obara ..I was wondering if all Spiritual churches use seals? when I’ve attended ccc church I’ve noticed that some members lay on the ground or are covered laying on the ground.
Also during some services there are no chairs so you kneel on the ground.

BeConscious
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BeConscious
15 days ago
Reply to  Red

CCC doesn’t use any seal as it’s a Church of Christ! And what you might have witnessed is purging out of bad energy from the person’s soul. There’s a special service for people with gift called “Prophets and Seers Service, there, you undergo heavenly dictations and progress. To say less. It is where you all need to be including Obara. It’s understandable that the Orishas have guided you but you only give your beautiful soul to them, Your light would be greater if you give it to Jesus in CCC. I have a lot I can tell you about it… Read more »

Kay
Kay
6 days ago
Reply to  BeConscious

Are you serious?

Cami
2 years ago

O, madda herself came at you?

Natalie
2 years ago

Hello Obara, I had a bazaar vision/dream the other night that is bothering me. I wrote it down. Are you able to interpret it? Or perhaps you had something similar happen. Are you able to help me with it?

Natalie
2 years ago
Reply to  Natalie

Also. I’ve tried like 10 times to change my name on here. I haven to had luck. I think I’ll just make a new profile soon.

adunni
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adunni
2 years ago

Dear Mother, It’s been a while Ma’am, Happy Mother’s day to you Yeye and to all the amazing Mothers here. Love and Light

Ayomipo
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Ayomipo
2 years ago

This is truly inspiring. People come into our lives for different reasons. You are indeed a victor. Obara please how can I contact you. I reeeally need to talk to you.Please let me know. Thanks in anticipation.

Ayomipo
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Ayomipo
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Thanks for the prompt response

le.tigre
2 years ago

Bwoy oh bwoy… It’s a good thing you’ve listened to your ori, only God knows what could have happened otherwise.
At this point, I’ve come to realize that all enemies of mine are into spirituality and have been using some sort of witchcraft (which they keep secret). I take this as a wake up call that I need to wake up spiritually if I ever want to be a strong individual in this world.
Fear no evil, we haffi fight!

le.tigre
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Hey Obara, I’m looking forward to hearing your voice! 😀

God\'s child
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God\'s child
2 years ago

Good Afternoon Obara, very interesting post. Thank you. Is water necessary to activate a seal? Why are cigarettes and tobacco pipes used in the spiritual realm?

God\'s child
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God\'s child
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Thank you Obara. I’m really, really looking forward to hear more about this topic. God bless.

McCoyJo
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McCoyJo
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Obara I have been reading your blogs for a short time and I always get a weird feeling like I’m nervous with some of your quotes and stories like as if your calling me like as if I’m looking for you. I would really really like to speak with you in confidence. Please my email is [email protected] please I will give you aans of contact once I get you in email. I am a 33 year old Caymanian I will be 34 on Thursday March 22 I am an Aries please feel my message or see it in your dreams… Read more »

Temitope
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Temitope
2 years ago

Obara l thank God for the kind of gift in you and the person you are. Eni ti Olorun se tie, ta lo le koju ijà si ( when God is with us, who can be against us) may the spirit of God never depart from you. Amen.

OTS
OTS
2 years ago

Oh wow- Ma, thank you for sharing such a personal and rather emotional event. I was a bit teary eyed, particularly the depiction of you being alone, afraid, going naked on the floor, crying and asking for God’s intervention. Having to take your precious babies out of the house- to protect them. All because of a person’s wicked intention and action (even though it was for the greater good). One still poses the question of “how can people be so wicked?”. I second what everyone has said in their responses. I thank the universe and your non physical guides for… Read more »

CharMD1
2 years ago

Wow! That is definitely taking a negative and spinning into a positive, especially given that you could have lost your life. You are truly strong and gifted and grateful to have you in my life, and a blessing to help as many people as you can in this world.

KTB
KTB
2 years ago

Morning Obara and ES ! Good ole church mother! smh The cameras were there for the purpose of capturing anything abnormal that her eyes may not see during services or saw but wanted to closer inspect. Just imagine how many hours of footage she reviewed. I wonder if she bond people to her church not only to seem as if her pastoral skills were great but also for tithes and offerings. Plus to zap strength from people such as you Obara. Once you released everyone from bondage she could no longer receive what she was drawing from them so of… Read more »

KTB
KTB
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Say what now?!?! nastiness ole viper bout church mother.

jojo
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jojo
2 years ago

eye water came to my eyes reading this, I am at the stage of fighting back! this is also how I am learning about spiritual wars etc, hence the saying ppl come in to your life as a blessing or lesson never a mistake. thank you teacher I don’t feel so alone no more.

jojo
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jojo
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

thank u teacher light and more light x

sue
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sue
2 years ago

Teach reading this felt like a suspense and action show. I say when you listen to the voice and hide the drawing in yuh bra i pop a big laugh as to how the woman think she outsmart you but the universe spin it back pon her See God heard you and made metaphysics come in play. Teach you had on your armour and never know. This experience teaches us that we really don’t know our own strength until we’ve completed the battle and reflect. You always remind us that bad has to exist because too much of good or… Read more »

mike
2 years ago

Thanks for sharing this experience with us with us Obara.

I must say that how you wrote it was so clear that it was if I was there and can feel the tension in the air.

Expect inquisitive me to ask: does a seal have to be in plain sight to work? Makes you even wonder if businesses use these to gain more customers. Would company logos act in the same manner as seals? This could probably explain why some brands such as Apple, Star Wars, Nike, Adidas, Sony and Toyota have such a large and constantly growing consumer base.

mike
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Hehehehehe. You are correct Obara. I did suspect a seal would work whether visible or not to an individual. I guess a better question to ask would have been the nature of seals. Is it that seals act as a sort of command to the spirits or they can be both that as well as act on the subconscious of the collective human psyche? Much like how Amazon’s logo can affect our subconscious by viewing it. I asked because I do have some familiarity with the Nordic Runes but it was my understanding that the Nordic Runes tend to work… Read more »

mike
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Thx Obara, gonna go read it now

Intellectual Bhutu
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Mike, even the colours used in the logo design serves a purpose, similar to energy of colours in candles and flags. While growing up I was taught that the Ankh was a demonic symbol only to discover that it represents life. Conversely, it is amazing to see how comfortable the “world” is the cross which represents death. A friend was sending me charms (jewelry) – lol not charm like Nigerian charm 🙂 an mi spot a cross in di mix, mi respond wid fright ah ask weh she a guh wid dat cause she suppose to know betta. It goes… Read more »

mike
2 years ago

So true IB. Thx for also making me aware of the colours. I don’t know how that missed. Quickly I can say first logo that comes to mind is Pepsi (which happens to be a fav. brand of mine). I always liked how they managed to have the blue and red with white in a swirl… Almost gives you the feeling of a sort of clash.

Funny you mentioned the ankh as well. In high school I heard the same thing.

Dellie
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Dellie
2 years ago

Hi Obara Meji, I have to go back to where you started and wow, when you are placed on a journey by the highest power, nothing can touch you, everything that is harmful is cancelled out. ”Seek Ye The Kingdom Of God And All His Righteousness and All Others Will Be Added Unto You.” “all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose” What if you had harbour the trap of bitterness and fight back in a negative way, the outcome could have been different. The message that… Read more »

Goddess
2 years ago

Thank you for this! The trials that matured me!

Lincoln
2 years ago

Oh yes Obara my sister- Through my battles with people who had send evil my way I am now aware of the universe. Those experiences though hard and some effects might still linger in me, they have ultimately led me to find spirituality and even YOU. If it wasn’t for such experiences I wouldn’t have been searching on the internet and found your site. Now I have found a sister who love music like me lol. (readers wont understand) HAHAHA….. I Love what you do, how you share you experiences with the world so openly with any thoughts of what… Read more »

Intellectual Bhutu
2 years ago

Obara ohhh! My type of post 😀 When we are aware of the role that spirituality plays in our daily occurrence yuh see how it can change wi perspectives an give new, more wholesome meanings? Some people weh a fight gense wi enemy, dem a wi teacher, dem a do dem work. Unbeknownst to myself and the girls at the time, the church was spiritual baptist, a Trinidadian spiritual worship. But in attendance were mostly Jamaicans, including The Mother. The Mother knew that we were unfamiliar with this type of worship and so she concealed it from us, I always… Read more »

Intellectual Bhutu
2 years ago
Reply to  Obara Meji

Initially when I read this Preparing for the spiritual attack, I was instructed to draw seals on all of the windows and doors of my house. I did… but I quickly removed them again, hissing. I thought you had removed them due to frustration. I wondered if they had remained if the battle would have lessened. A church behind a botanica could never be a Hallelujah Jesus church at all. As yuh seh unu did love di excitement and further to that, it was to be a part of your journey suh sometimes we make some decisions that don’t even… Read more »

Owasinda
2 years ago

This is why I’m very afraid of “spiritual people” at times cus some very evil people out there hiding behind goodness ad I’m already so paranoid. It’s so great how you have looked at persons who have wronged you but you take the lessons always and look at things as a teaching and call those persons your teachers ! If I haven’t applied anything I’ve read on this blog in my life I have been applying this. Thanks for the many lessons again. As you spoke about the entity flying down on me I remembered that I dream about this… Read more »

Marjorie
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Marjorie
2 years ago

Hi Ober, This sounds just like when I was younger back home they would have conventions at church, we would go to church dance and sing and pretend we were in the spirits until one night my friend fell down in church, for a week she could not talk they were praying for her in church back then we think it was funny looking back now its not funny, just like how your friend could not stay with you we could not stay with her why [we were scared] of what was happening to her we think she was going… Read more »

rhodes
2 years ago

this is a touching one, i gained from it

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