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OUT OF A HUNDRED ONE WILL RETURN TO SAY THANK YOU

Good day Bloggers, Peepers, Sometimers and Newcomers. Just now I received an email from a peeper and the subject was "Thank you". Upon reading the email, I became misty eyed, although I tried desperately to contain it, (mi just apply mi make up fi hit de road, didn't want any mascara line down my face) but I could not. The other day I wrote a bare all post titled "Betrayal, A Very Heavy Load" but I never posted this. In the post, I told you guys everything I was going through. I was more vulnerable than I had ever been, (which is saying something because I am quite vulnerable on this blog, in my telling the tales of my life, using my experiences as a tool in teaching you all). This year has most especially been rough, and the enemies have the sharpest teeth I have ever felt in my life. They are even trying to take my life as I type, but God above men and all things. What makes it the most difficult, all who are doing this to me, have learnt from me, have benefited from me in many ways, and then there are the few who I have sheltered, clothed and fed. But let me teach you all something, and this is true metaphysics first told to me by my Godfather in tradition, and I now pass it to you:  Anyone, who you feed, clothe or shelter will never rise above you; and let me also add my own: Once you are innocent, your defense is sure. When the enemy fights you, pray. Do not exact revenge, as long as you know you did not offend them, just pray, watch and wait. Let peace be still. ...

Good day Bloggers, Peepers, Sometimers and Newcomers. Just now I received an email from a peeper and the subject was "Thank you". Upon reading the email, I became misty eyed, although I tried desperately to contain it, (mi just apply mi make up fi hit de road, didn't want any mascara line down my face) but I could not. The other day I wrote a bare all post titled "Betrayal, A Very Heavy Load" but I never posted this. In the post, I told you guys everything I was going through. I was more vulnerable than I had ever been, (which is saying something because I am quite vulnerable on this blog, in my telling the tales of my life, using my experiences as a tool in teaching you all). This year has most especially been rough, and the enemies have the sharpest teeth I have ever felt in my life. They are even trying to take my life as I type, but God above men and all things. What makes it the most difficult, all who are doing this to me, have learnt from me, have benefited from me in many ways, and then there are the few who I have sheltered, clothed and fed. But let me teach you all something, and this is true metaphysics first told to me by my Godfather in tradition, and I now pass it to you:  Anyone, who you feed, clothe or shelter will never rise above you; and let me also add my own: Once you are innocent, your defense is sure. When the enemy fights you, pray. Do not exact revenge, as long as you know you did not offend them, just pray, watch and wait. Let peace be still. ...

SPIRIT BEING, DUPPY ENCOUNTER, OR VISITOR?

A few nights ago, while I was asleep, someone or something came and sat right within that space between my chest and my head on the bed. I instantly woke up. Not my body (I could not open my eyes or move) but my mind. I felt the warmth of the "person" (spirit, it was a spirit or a being, I will explain later), and within my minds eye, I saw the striped colours it wore. The colours are significant, but I will not reveal them here, too many enemies read my blog. ...

A few nights ago, while I was asleep, someone or something came and sat right within that space between my chest and my head on the bed. I instantly woke up. Not my body (I could not open my eyes or move) but my mind. I felt the warmth of the "person" (spirit, it was a spirit or a being, I will explain later), and within my minds eye, I saw the striped colours it wore. The colours are significant, but I will not reveal them here, too many enemies read my blog. ...

THE DECISION TO OBEAH SOMEONE

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). ...

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). ...

OUR REALITY – MANY QUESTIONS

  Last night I sat in bed watching Gun Smoke, one of my favorite television shows to watch when I am in America. My alarm on my phone went off signalling that it was time for me to meditate. I do so twice per day. I paused the show and began to do my prayers and meditation, which always take me far. While meditating, I saw myself in a forest and surrounding me were some small black people who seemed oblivious to my presence. Where I was looked like those National Geographic Specials when they would show the Amazons and the bush people living there. ...

  Last night I sat in bed watching Gun Smoke, one of my favorite television shows to watch when I am in America. My alarm on my phone went off signalling that it was time for me to meditate. I do so twice per day. I paused the show and began to do my prayers and meditation, which always take me far. While meditating, I saw myself in a forest and surrounding me were some small black people who seemed oblivious to my presence. Where I was looked like those National Geographic Specials when they would show the Amazons and the bush people living there. ...

THE HANDLERS OF THE REALMS – AN EXPERIENCE THROUGH MY SPIRITUAL INITIATION

I woke up this morning thinking about these three boys who are apart of this particular story. I had no idea why they were on my mind. Perhaps they came to visit me while I slept, although I have not the memory. However, often times, when one goes through a spiritual initiation they would have met many people on their journey who, whilst, not having a physical body, are now apart of their spiritual "team." ...

I woke up this morning thinking about these three boys who are apart of this particular story. I had no idea why they were on my mind. Perhaps they came to visit me while I slept, although I have not the memory. However, often times, when one goes through a spiritual initiation they would have met many people on their journey who, whilst, not having a physical body, are now apart of their spiritual "team." ...