It’s Our Anniversary! Celebrating 14 Years of Embracing Spirituality

Greetings to all!

Today, May the 11th 2025 marks 14 years of Embracing Spirituality.

14 years of blogging and sharing some of my earthly experiences here to all you faceless, nameless strangers who have become my family. This blog has healed me and has assisted me in my own evolution.

As many of you call Embracing Spirituality the beginning of your spiritual journey, the source of your healing or the guide of your spiritual knowledge, you must know that you people out there who have come and have read and have commented or emailed me, you have hugged me with your beautiful words and warm embrace.

You have healed me too!

When I struggled with the formerly known “Wicked Baby Father” (I no longer call him that, and he and I are now slightly friends nowadays. I honestly do not know what a “slight friend’ is, but we speak amicably), this is where I healed, by telling all of you, without pride, nor shame, what I went through. It was through these writings that I realized that he, his awful mistress, and his evil mother were all my teachers. They challenged me in the most cruel way so I could find myself and grow.

My old time commenters way back when– Sharlene Rose, Nunu, Camile, WasAVirgin, MTH, Yazzy, and more, were like my best friends albeit none of us knew each other.

Then newcomers from all over the world came and over the years you all have been with me. Some, the Peepers, have withdrew into the shadows preferring to read and not comment, but they are still here and the Sometimers, those who appear every few posts and then withdraw again into the shadows, and then the loyal ones who are always here with me and support me in every way, fadda God above it brings a mist to my eyes thinking about you.

Who ever you are, from near and far, welcome!

There were times when I would go back and read the posts and I would cry, because everything I wrote about my life was the honest truth (grammatically incorrect, but don’t mind me for a moment). I began this blog simply because I wanted earnestly to share with you the importance of love, and empathy, and compassion because one of the reasons I spent writing about some of my pain was because I wanted none of you to experience what I went through.

However, through my writings and growth I learned that we all have our own river to cross and we should only pray that we cross safely.

My first post here was about God. I dunno, I felt it was important to begin that way. Then I went into the Wicked Baby Father and all his evil doings and the crowd cheered. I guess many women had experienced their own wicked baby father?

And then the baby fathers came to read, perhaps thinking who is this wretch writing about us? But they fell in love with the blog and realized that I was no a wretch, but an honest, naiive, Jamaican spiritualist woman who at that time needed a hug which you all gave me in cyber land.

You embraced me and I did the same and together, we all embraced our spirituality. Now 14 years later with all my business bared on the notice board for the world to read… here we still are.

Come. Walk with me down a Embracing Spirituality Memory Lane…

⋆⭒˚｡⋆Embracing Spirituality Through the Years ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

All posts are my favorite, but those that would begin with ‘When I was a little girl in Jamaica‘ always gave me a sweet nostalgic feeling in my bones. Like hot chocolate making its way through your body on a cold winter morning.

The first years of my young life was spent on the beautiful Island of Jamaica where I was born. Mama was a good mom to me then and I loved my life there. The cool breeze, Jamaican mango East Indian, Julie, hairy, Bombay and Black Mangi and more, Jack fruit, stew peas and rice on a Wednesday, soup on a Saturday and rice and peas on Sundays which was traditional for all Jamaicans. And my mother’s arch nemesis Miss Will, (old timers here will remember me writing about her). Hilda Willis’ name lives immortal on this blog lol. She was a terror

Some of the ones I read over and over again are

1. Enemies
2. When Spiritual People Are Called To Power
3. The Obeah Man And His Wife
4. Tormentors
5. Fear
6. The Blurred Lines Between Mental Illness and Spiritual Awakening
7. My Grandfathers Warning (I still remember this very clearly and I was about 5 or 6 years old)
8. My Grandfathers Still Visits.
9. Miss Will
10. Symptoms of Binding A Person Through The Act of Obeah
11. A Tale of a Bizarre Date with Death
12. The Wisdom of the Universe – Here’s Why Some Evil Deeds Go Unpunished

Today, in America is Mothers day and the 14th anniversary of this blog falls on this day. How many of you remember our old logo with the woman in red with a baby in her arms feeding the child milk? It was symbolic of knowledge and love. How fitting.

For many years I have never promoted this blog. Most people only discovered it by word of mouth or late night Googling about obeah lol. I was not concerned with quantity or popularity. I simply wanted to write and share with you, yes you. The person who is sad, fearful, doubtful, anxious, drained, curious, needing a hug (as I needed once upon a time), or needing some answers about this challenging life. Wanting to know where is the husband? The children? When were the better days going to come? I wanted to just write and share my life, knowledge and experiences with you. I just wanted you to know that although we have never met and perhaps never will, I am your sister, your mother, your aunt, your cousin, your friend. I truly am.

Once I had stopped ending my blog with “I love you all”, and an old blogger (old in blogging here not in age) Caroline from Kenya I think but lived in UK (I miss you Caroline) sent me a message asking me to please put it back, because every time she read it, she felt good, she felt my words and that I meant it.

Life is as not hard as it seems. If you live your life with love and care for all of humanity. Consider the animal who wants to cross the street safely or who needs to be pet or hugged. If it is safe for you to do so– love can extend a lifespan!

Help an old person, or check on them if they have no family, or donate to abandoned babies or go to a children’s home and hug a child for a day, make them feel loved and cared for. Say “good morning” to the grumpy neighbor. Admonish a friend if they want to harm their spouse, family or anyone, try to soften their hearts. Feed those who are hungry, and quench all who thirst. Pray for the sick, the sad, the ones who have lost the love they had and the ones who have never loved before.

Pray for the world! As I typed this, tears just splashed on my keyboard. I feel very deeply for humanity, I feel for the world.

I am not a Saint. I can get angry (though it has calmed down a lot and I hate that it has, because my temper was my defense when I had no one who loved me other than 4 little babies who needed me). I loved my temper, which came out when there was trouble with either me or my children.

I wanted to be the warring don from Clarendon, except I wasn’t from Clarendon ( S.I.P Merciless, ode to my dancehall days, lol, you all should know I love to laugh).

I was mother bear to my children lol. My personality emits a strength most people cannot describe, a force that some fear, but I am filled endlessly with love. For years I prayed for patience and it has been trickling in bit by bit, this being taught to me by a very young lady who has mastered calm and patience. I watchu her and pray it come my way. For patience belongs unti the gods, it is rarely found in humans, and when a human realizes that another such as he has this virtue then he must know that he has met a god in human flesh.

Regardless of my imperfections, I am compassionate and stupidly kind to a fault. I wish the world could sing in perfect harmony. It is possible but we have to work on ourselves.

Show love to all and sundry, and keep your thoughts clean, no matter the challenges that come to test you. If you can do this very simple thing, you will see how life begins to get easier for you.

I love you all,

Obara (14 Years Blogging) Meji,

Please share some of your favorite posts that you have read here and found funny, or perhaps it has helped you, or it has made an impact on your life, or enlightened you in some way, share them in the comments!