A Little Over A Week Ago: My Nature’s Uncontrollable Urge

 

As a true, natural born writer, my literature writes the story that automatically and spontaneously writes through me.

I am just a vessel pleasantly inspired by spirit to engage in what I effortlessly love to do.

Writing is a part of who and what I am, nothing can stop this process of propensity.

There are times when I am on a roll constantly stimulated by the energy to utilize creativity.

I do not even think of ideas, ideas reveal themselves to me, already planned out waiting for me to move forward into action.

 

 

 

A Finally Closed Chapter

 

There was no mistake at me getting hired by and working for Amazon in 2021.

I knew in hindsight that the relatively short ten months spent there I was never meant to stay. It was just another steppingstone for me to step upon and to pass through.

It was not a mistake that I encountered and met Michael Gonzalez either.

People like him want or expect people like me to be lower than what we are.

When we do not display preconceived notions of how or what they feel we should be they prefer to view us as thinking that we are better than we are, that we are purely riding on ego by having an exaggerated opinion of ourselves and/or capabilities.

I know how some people of this type of nature think, feel, and respond when it comes to people like us who are on a higher vibration, wavelength/level of intelligence, and substance of character.

There has always been a clash of energy between people like him, or people even worse than him, and me.

They see nothing wrong with themselves as they relate to one another in character, disposition, nature and mindset.

And they probably are good for one another but they need to stay in their place and let us live in peace because we are nothing like them in thinking or way of incentive.

This is why there is often miscommunication, misunderstanding, and unnecessary conflict.

They put on facades to camouflage as being the ones who are “better” (For my current lack of a better word at this moment as I write this. Maybe a suitable alternative word will come to me later, long after this post is completed and has already been published. I could later edit, yet maybe I did use the correct term after all) classifying us as the ones who are lesser. When indeed they already know the real deal although they do not want to accept or come to terms with it.

People such as myself do not go around thinking that we are better than everybody. That accusation among people we consider trash is ridiculous. And it does not make any sense.

There is a huge world out there with diversity and variety that contribute their own uniqueness or distinction.

However, it is a fact that there are higher quality of people out there in comparison to others (and I am one of them) and it has nothing to do with a professional title or occupational position that one has, how much money or material possessions someone has, the type of educational degree one may have and etc…

A penniless bum or homeless person in the street can be higher mentally or spiritually than any professor or doctor.

That person may have just fell on hard times or did not have or was not granted the same opportunities that others may have had.

It is about who and what we are made up of in heart, mind, and spirit. Some people are just demonic or knuckleheaded in nature and spiritually inclined individuals can pick that up keenly.

Since childhood my spirit did not take well to certain types of people. I am not perfect myself but I was always a good, decent person who was on the level and who never went around starting trouble or bothering anybody. A lot of people will back that up too if they are honest.

The reason I may come off as harsh and intense toward them is because I have had many encounters of firsthand experience with them and know the depth of their mentality, their behavior, and the sicknesses many of them have that have not been diagnosed due to a lot of them not being called out or even recognized by their actions. There are so many of them that have influence over the world that to justify their accepted unscrupulous flaws they unjustly come down on us as the ones who deserve the consequences that unethically result from their disapproval to bring us down to their level or lower.

It is all about control and their fear of facing the inadequacy within themselves.

They resort to all sort of underhanded tactics in attempts to hinder, block, or destroy those who are really meant to rise, succeed, excel, or who were just meant to live the life that was comfortably meant for them to live. Simple and quiet. However, miserable people do not enjoy to see others happy and not going through the same predicament they may be residing in.

For years I had these types who had backgrounds of drug use and so on in effort to invade upon my life. It is always those who have tons of dirt on them and are used as Maytags/Flunkies to try to bring those who are a threat in some way or who they are envious and jealous of down.

I never had problems with other people who were of genuine class or decency- and the thing about it is these people did not personally know me and I never hung out with them. It was people who I was pointed out to or who knew of me from the neighborhood and I am not the only one who has gone through this.

They do it to people who have things going on for themselves- and when you are really smart and you are not friendly towards them forget about it!

That was my problem.

Since I strongly absorb energy, I know who to trust, who not to trust, who is good, who is not so good. It is not healthy or desirable for me to be around certain types of people.

Even when people of their kind whether male or female liked me as a person, I used to hate it because I really did not want them to like me. I did not like their kind coming around me. I had no problem with courtesy. There were times I would be rude because these people do not know how to back off as they do not understand that we do not see them the way they see themselves. And just because we see them as nothing does not mean that they see themselves as nobodies.

And when it came to guys who were romantically interested it really was a turn-off because I knew we were not cut from the same cloth. We were not similar or of the same nature.

Mating with one of them type of people can literally/physically mess up one’s body if you are a woman. I would never carry a child by one of them mixing with them is not good. A lot of people do not know this. Who would want to intertwine with one of them?

Some of them try to get with people of substance purposely to either drown out our bloodline of substance or to improve theirs through another generation.

Their seed is morbid- I cannot get into that right now it is another entire subject but a legitimate one dealing with spiritual truths. I have already written more than what was intended as I just had wanted to get straight to the point as well as to offer detail to thoroughly explain certain points.

Nevertheless, the incident with Michael has come to a close. I still feel him (his energy) because on his part he is still in the picture. I have felt people for years who still had or kept me in thought for reasons that pertained to situations. But on my part, I gained what I further needed from a spiritual aspect of a tie that had been chasing me for decades that needed to finally be completely severed.

I do not know why things must sometimes take place with particular people we cross paths with and it is not always for us to figure out just as long as we understand.

Whatever had to happen or take place I am glad now that the energy around me is keeping the negative people away from me and possibly giving a signal off to them in a vibe for them not to like me. This is excellent for them to stay away from me.

This is what I had always wanted from the get-go. That is part of why witchcraft was put on me in the first place. To allow negative people and unwanted/unnatural occurrence to invade my life and territory to change the original destiny ordained to me.

When I interact day to day it is how life is supposed to be. It has been this way for a while now but it only gets better.

I am grateful for the other gifted people I met who could see what went on along with those on my level in my personal life who are also aware of how these people operate.

It is an unfortunate part of life.

I often wondered if this was part of my purpose here on earth.

No matter what I went through on account of sick people I have remained true to myself, and a better version of myself discovering potentials I did not know I had until it was revealed to me.

Negative people were unable to break me.

Negative people will always be out there-their same ignorant, trouble causing energy but for the most part this chapter of my life has come to an end.

Spirit will use me through my writing as one who has experienced a lot to serve as a resource and expression of power through the connection I innately have to the universe.

 

 

Focal Points

 

The universe is very receptive to our needs and wants.

Things that I inwardly desired were in the process of being planned and arranged- to have now been manifested.

Outward contemplation responded within the balance and alignment in relation to my professional affairs❤.

 

Clairalience, Clairgustance, Clairaudience: Extrasensory Range

 

When it comes to Extra Sensory Perception I was born with just about the “entire kit and caboodle”

From experiencing the sensation of taste without anything physically entering my mouth (Clairgustance) to smelling scents or odor (Clairalience) that are not physically present to others, yet spiritually present in a physical sense to me and to others who are inclined to this energy.

Hearing outside of ordinary range (Clairaudience) when no one is around whether it is the spoken words or thoughts from people- messages, noises/sound, or communications from the spirit realm and affiliations.

I remember an incident years ago when my uncle had died and photos of him in a casket were mailed out to me from a relative.

While I had his picture around, I continuously smelled his funky feet that he used to have. Once I burned up his picture (I literally set fire to it with a lighter in an astray) the stink odor faded away for good.

There was another time my mother and I (she had spiritual gifts too) both smelled a wonderful, sweet Strawberry scent/fragrance as we sat inside my bedroom.

The pleasant odor brought a warm, comforting presence that came as a delight to us with it.

We checked around, there had been no empty Strawberry drink, or any food/dessert product left over or in the garbage to have lingered that smell.

I had been at work years ago (I was in my thirties then), in a storage room that I oversaw and maintained. I stored and managed delivered items that I would display and ticket on the sales floor as part of my duty as a Merchandise Pricing Associate.

One day I was in the back room organizing items while I began to taste a sweet pastry on my tongue (a donut). I had not eaten a donut since I was twelve or thirteen at the time.

I have tasted energy itself and as the best way that I can describe it felt like a distinctive electric wave that sizzled in my mouth physically, yet it is a supernatural experience felt naturally within my birthright.

 

The Heart Of A True Writer

 

I am sure many of us would love to commit to an occupation we enjoy doing.

I have worked a share of jobs that I considered fun instead of undesirable work, particularly when I held positions at JC Penney, Bloomingdale’s, and Sears Roebuck years ago.

I was very successful in my role at my workplace.

I believe one will do their best when they partake in a task that they delight in compared to a duty they do not.

Now do not get me wrong. There are plenty of people who do very well and succeed in jobs they hate doing because they are motivated to reach a certain goal, or they are just determined in their undertakings.

 

 

Nevertheless, there is nothing more satisfying than having the opportunity to do the work that one loves.

Writing is not only a hobby of mine but an area of my profession.

It is an activity I completely take pleasure in. A natural propensity, a drive, a passion of the spirit.

Yes, we all want to get paid for utilizing the talents that fulfill us the most, however, if or when that is not possible it really does not make a difference.

A true writer does not write primarily to receive an income or to gain recognition.

A true writer writes from the heart, from a place deep within.

We write when no one is around or viewing. We do not need an audience or require validation.

To the one who is inspired by the energies of their own craft, the act of writing itself is what brings out the greatest reward.

 

Once A Field Of Thought

 

There was a time I considered working as a veterinarian’s assistant in clinics. 
 
But then a friend reminded me that I would not be servicing just cute little dogs and puppies. 

That there would be reptiles, rodents, and other not-so cuddly creatures. 
 
Her words spoke to me. 
 
She gave me a wakeup call as I was not anticipating tending to other unappealing animals. The idea had totally slipped out of my thoughts. 
 
My mind was primarily directed to caring for canines and kittens. 
 
I have had pet hamsters, gerbils, and fish as a youngster, and I used to care for Guinea Pigs and rabbits in the back of the classroom in elementary school, so I am no stranger to other species of animals or mammals, though I was not enthusiastic about catering to them professionally daily in my adulthood. 

Future Writing Projects

 

A longtime family friend has mentioned to me more than once that she cannot wait for me to write or publish another book.

I completed two manuscripts years ago in addition to two books I previously published.

Once I finish a manuscript, I send a copy to the Library of Congress to ensure that my material is copy-written ahead of time.

I also had stories that I was in the process of writing that I have not completed.

I started these novels back in the late 1990’s and early 2000’s.

In fact, the second book I published while I was in my twenties was originally conceived when I was just twelve years of age.

I, of course, had to update the storyline to go along with the times according to how I wanted to depict my novel.

My stories practically write themselves.

When I published my very first book, I knew the ending before I wrote the beginning. I don’t plan, the words and ideas just pop out.

I even awoke from a dream one evening long ago, having viewed one of my manuscripts in cinematic form, then I began to write about the story as soon as I awakened.

Recently, another person suggested to me to get back into publishing books now.

These two encouragers know my love and passion for writing, and they know my natural drive as a writer.

The long-time family friend is a writer herself.

I never gave up on the desire to publish books. I just took a break.

I am in the process of gathering up my creativity to further explore and deliver future projects in the making.

 

 

 

Pet Parents

 

One of the guys I work with is an older Italian man. 
 
He has a miniature-sized dog of thirteen years old who he calls his “baby”. 
 
I told him that I could relate since one of my dogs that I had for seventeen years I considered my bambino. 
 
What both of us additionally have in common is that we are fond of, and preferred big dogs all of our lives, but that this was the first small dog that he ever owned. 

This man absolutely loves his dog and considers himself a father to the canine.

His eyes literally light up, displaying a smile on his face whenever he looks at his dog, and speaks about his Terrier breed. 
 
I know and understand his sentiment. I spent a long part of my life being a pet mommy. 

 

 

Today

 

At work today, I took temperature, blood pressure, respiration, and I monitored sugar for a diabetic client of mine. 
 
I bandage-wrapped my client’s legs, served food, and assisted with a shower. 
 
Afterwards, I offered companionship and watched a movie on my break. 
 
I had a wonderful day, and I honestly had a great entire week! 

 

 

 

Early Bird

 

I am not and never was a morning person. I prefer the afternoon or evening. 
 
I do not mind getting up early if I have no place to go. 
 
Nevertheless, there are times when plans call for me to wake up at an early start, whether it is a work schedule, an appointment of some sort, or an errand I decide to run. 
 
Rising at such an early time in the day is not always a dreadful task as, on occasion, energy will magnetically inspire me to get moving during an early morning, especially when it is a place or impending activity, I am anxious about, highly anticipating, or excited to head off to. 
 
Usually I just like to be well-rested before I wake up to go anywhere. 
 
I don’t like to be rushed or disturbed out of a comfortable sleep to be on time for an event. 
 
Nonetheless, there are times when we must do what we must do and be where we are supposed to be when we are set to be there. 

 

 
 

Morning Mist

 

I left for work about twenty minutes after five this morning.

It was still dark.

The ground was wet, there was dampness throughout the streets from apparent rain sometime beforehand.

The air was full of mist, thick fog covered and drifted over from above.

The temperature was lovely. It was comfortably warm as I wore a jacket and sweater.

Others were out too on their way to work and wherever else.

I was on the bus by five-thirty.

I loved how the atmosphere looked and felt. The scene was enchanting.

Don’t Work Too Hard

 

I know I said I was going to cut down on being a workaholic and I will in no way overdo it but I have undertaken more hours.

Yes, we have to make a living, though, we must continue to rely on the Lord understanding that we have to take time out to rest and to let him overtake our work schedule within a way that will not burn us out but that will preserve us.

Be sure to maintain proper hygiene. Get the proper nutrition by eating beneficial foods. Get adequate enough sleep, and enjoy pleasurable pastimes.

 

Beware

Supervisors will bait employees with large sums of money just to advance themselves without any consideration for their fellow laborer’s welfare.

Regardless, there are people who will do anything for money.

About two months ago now, there was a text message that went out at a place of work for caregivers.

I didn’t believe my eyes when I saw the text advertise four-hundred dollars a day for a Caregiver case.

The message didn’t sound right to me. For all the years I worked in health care I never saw a case offered for four-hundred dollars a day.

I contemplated on the text, rationalizing what could be up. The only explanation I quickly came up with was the case had to be a Covid-19 positive client.

A while later, another text was sent out acknowledging that the case in need was indeed for someone who was Covid-19 positive.

The agency did not initially mention that vital information. They began to take loads of virus infected people, informing caregivers of PPE gear located at the homes of these clients for them to utilize.

No employee was obligated to accept any of the Covid-19 cases against their will. It was a free choice to any caregiver who worked for the agency.

One employee told me a supervisor sent her along with another coworker on a case at a hospital yet didn’t inform them ahead of time that the patient/client was positive for Covid-19.

I understand these people who have the virus need medical attention and have to be treated but it is the supervisor’s responsibility to inform their laborers in this particular life-threatening situation.

People have to be extra careful and look out for themselves because when money is involved unscrupulous professionals as well as ordinary individuals will generally put one at risk within a heartbeat.

It Doesn’t Pay To Do Dirt

I was told a long time ago that I’m supposed to have the things that I want.

All through out my life I indeed have usually gotten what I wanted most of the time just by the act of wishing or thinking about something.

My desires didn’t even have to be intensely felt in order for me to receive them they just had to be sincere.

I was given what I wanted either swiftly or at an appropriate later time.

Everything is still the same for me till this very day no matter how old I get. I still have that special luck and blessings, that part in which came along with me being born with a caul.

I never asked for much and I never took anything for granted. These gestures have been touching and of deep contemplation to my sincerest regard. The energy within the universe has been kind, caring and generous toward me.

The connection and the protection from my ancestors has been phenomenal. The solicitous attention from my orishas has been noteworthy.

Even while all through out my life certain individuals have tried to interfere and delay my opportunities and prospects because they were discontent with how things always worked out for certain family members and I.

We utilized our talents and knowledge as we were ambitious and independent whereas those who were envious and jealous couldn’t.

Nevertheless, we kept on going. And as we continued to persevere we consistently had spiritual back up clearing our pathways and heading us within even better, and more inspiring directions.

The road wasn’t always smooth, however, during the intermittent bumps we were hit with intangible advantages.

One’s patience can wear out yet I learned that the endurance is necessary sometimes to work out all of the specific kinks.

People don’t realize the depth of how they’re killing themselves within the process of trying to hinder someone else.

They know far down inside they will pay the consequences but the severity gets harsher with each unsavory action done among them toward us and toward others.

When they transition and reach the lower depths of hell they’ll have to face the reality they’re trying to escape through their current delusions.

People shouldn’t go around messing with people of spirit and people of a decent nature there is no escape when what they’ve sown comes to ruthlessly fetch.

 

 

 

 

Fruition

The tasty fruits of inborn talents, labor, and energetic vibration is so mouth-watering.

 

I’ve had many jobs that categorize more than one field of work. The tasks and pursuits I experienced during the varying areas in regard to employment enhanced and developed additional inspiring factors within my utilizations.

Each particular encounter proved to be very rewarding and enlightening. The instances imparted to me how I do better as a multitasker. I can’t be held down to one description I am a combination of specific variety and creativity rooted from deep inside.

Isn’t it marvelous when we have the option to choose what lanes to walk down?

As our paths lead us out into the open doors of opportunity why not go all out to explore all there is to achieve within the many things we desire to accomplish?

When the knocks call do you answer or do you leave the door shut? Does the pounding motivate or does it annoy?

I answer expectedly and enthusiastically, giving it my best shot! Why not? I don’t turn down an offer that demands for me in which to excel. In return, I succeed!

The knocks inspire me as bestowment within correspondence believes in me. Why else would it had summoned thee?

When we genuinely have confidence in ourselves and are strong within determination those doors began to fly open.

I know what I’m capable of doing and I use my tools of nature to expand even farther. It’s an order!

A command to approach and reach the steps meant for us to climb at our own pace and at our own periods of readiness.

No one has the authority to define the contents within the recipes prepared to flavor us as deliciously fruitful. We come in the most delectable packages full of excitement and coated surprises.

It’s fulfilling and inspiring to me to not be limited within faculty and to have the capacity to do more than just one thing as versatility allows us to express the distinct versions of our competent selves within personality, aptitude and performance.

Spirit/Energy Writing

Many people love to write and those of us that are born with the caul are no exceptions.

When that energy gets me started there is no stopping it I’m like an automatic machine that constantly operates in spontaneous moments of spurts and it feels so good and pleasurable.

Spirit works in mysterious ways as input and information just comes out of me as I type and I cannot control it and I don’t think that I want to from experience and the feelings of the sensations that I get It is definitely for a reason and I know not to negatively question it because it’s a beautiful thing.

A lot of us in our rarity are visionaries with extreme creative streaks that often lead us into the fields of artistic work in which allows us the opportunity and freedom to express and invent. Pioneers of our own crafts we aspire to establish our own independent organizations that compliment our leadership skills and that offer us the authority to both generate and innovate.

A Hearty Generation Of Quality

Through out my family’s generations and while I was growing up we were all well-bred and fell fed. We weren’t filthy rich people but we always had and seldom went without. I have family members that had and that still have their own businesses.

My mother’s grandparents on her mother’s side of the family made (farmed and manufactured) and sold their own products down in their native hometown of Virginia when she was a little girl. Their items ranged from food to soap. Her grandfather and grandmother worked together while her uncles pitched in to gather within their profession. My mother’s aunts did not join in the trade altogether.

One thing that consistently traveled down unto our legacy aside from the many other good circumstances and qualities were our sense of immediate priorities. Along with shelter and convenience, of course, came our food. We were brought up on value and to always have nourishment and maintain sanitary practices.

As I am an “eater” yet nowhere near a “glutton” I have naturally followed in accordance to how I was raised in that fashion.

I take care of my constitution in-taking mainly vegetable proteins and very little animal protein (I only eat poultry and seafood from time to time) as I mostly flourish on a vegetarian diet. Nevertheless, I thrive on tasty dishes as well as what is in correlation to my own internal system.

Our family was knowledgeable of those particular sufficient old time home and herbal remedies that often treated or cured ailments. We often would analyze and recognize a diagnosis within our body before a doctor could. We knew what to do for minor onsets of illness or infection caused by stomach upset, weather changes, insect stings or bites, and so on.

Keeping ourselves clean, safe and healthy was key to our vitality and a good habit to maintain for a lifetime to come. As children we were instilled with the wholesomeness and significance of self love, self respect, independence and the ways of survival, it was just innately within our bloodline.

So my dignified generation of relatives and I had more than nutritious and quality foods to bite off of and chew up we ingested much depth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Non Guilty Pleasures/The Joys Of Soy

I am a great fan of being healthy and happy mentally, physically and spiritually. The simplest things can bring satisfaction to many individuals and I am no exception.

I am a good and responsible hard worker that enjoys the comforts of home and the scenery of travel and the outdoors when the modes are harmonious, and when I have the time available.

Compatibility with one’s surroundings at and during moments of task or pastime is very important because the type of energy that flows and generates around us can often affect our moods as well as our environment.

Sometimes particular days don’t seem “right’, they may seem strange or even dreary and sometimes it does not even look too right outside, especially up in the sky. Once in a while those factors put a damper on things.

I am in tune to all sorts of matter, however, these are occurrences even those that do not have extra sensory “radar” are able to sense and pick up on.

When the atmosphere is within agreement and universal disturbances are blocked out or inhibited I intertwine. Balance adorns any situation for the better, and to better be enjoyed.

So when I get the craves and the urge to indulge in “edible” sports I go for quality as usual and what goes along perfectly with my favorite delicious and addictive Denmark brand “royal dansk” selection variety cookie snacks is the equally delicious Silk brand “very vanilla” soy milk.

Oh, how I love great combinations of food and drink that add compliment to a lovely or ordinary morning, afternoon and evening.

I love soy milk so much better than regular cow milk and the product agrees with my system as it does not give me gas or any problems with digestion as I am lactose intolerant. I could drink soy milk all day long without a problem and the fact that soy is plant based brings even more contentment to me.

I still get my protein and calcium as well as within other forms of nutritious meals and supplements.

Soy milk is very nice poured over cereal and frozen soy desserts (non dairy ice cream) to make delectable milk shakes and creative sundaes.

I have fun with specific foods as they are one of my essential delights.

 

 

 

 

 

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Cookie: https://ladylatoya.wordpress.com/2015/12/02/2014/

Devious Contemplation

I often get spiritual messages upon waking up in the morning insights and pieces of puzzles that are going on around me and behind the scenes.

Today was no different it came to me very clearly that there are a gathering of people in particular who can literally see that I am going somewhere within my life and since they know that they themselves are not going anywhere at all they are banding together in prayer and/or deep meditation in an attempt to spiritually bind me up to make sure that I definitely do not go anywhere further at all in life also.

A Spellwork That Did Not Work

Some time in October of this year I had one of my “precognitive dreams”.

My dream showed me a retaliation spell that was allegedly performed on me against my hostile feelings regarding three undesirable male suitors from the past.

I was shown a glass encased candle along with an “empathic” acknowledgement that the more hatred that I have or continue to have for those three guys in particular will automatically result in the stagnation or non manifestation of my “natural destined and fateful journey of success” that for some time now has already been delayed.

In other words, through the spite of my specific foes, my negative feelings of not in return liking and/or caring for the male suitors would simultaneously reflect back unto me every time that I’d meditate on my impending “success/purpose” through spell-work.

They were flat out admitting as well as revealing what I had made known so many times in the past and present that if I refuse to be with a man (especially and particularly their type of low-class) then I will not be able to have the certain accomplishments that they know are preordained for me.

They even went as far as showing me as a non willing participant within a marriage that a “fourth” guy who has been interested in me for the longest had initiated.

In other words again stating to me that even though they know that I do not want and/or belong with their kind yet still I am strong enough to deal with it anyway just as long as they get what they want. And what they want is my misery and a part of my future prosperity in which they definitely do not deserve.

It is also male chauvinistic bullcrap within this particular class them hating to see an untarnished woman on the top of her game.

After that dream, I kept feeling my foes designs and intent to manipulate my mind into the consideration of having a husband. I am asexual and if I wasn’t I still definitely would never be with any of them or their kind.

As usual my premonitions were right on the mark and one of their fellow flunkies/maytags whom I had never ever seen before verified what I had already known to be truth. I was at the Port Authority bus station on my way to my job when a guy approached and spoke at me. “Fuck the husband thing”, he said. Then he told me to have a safe trip to the county that I was headed to.

Cabdriver

Two months ago, I did a fill in case for an elderly couple who lived at the assisted living facility where I worked. It was a three-day live in for the weekend.

On the second evening which was a Saturday the husband decided that he did not want to eat there inside the residential facility dining area as he was bored with their food. So the husband suggested we all go out to eat he, me, and his wife and as he let me choose where to go I preferred an Italian restaurant.

The husband called a usual taxi cab service that he’d previously used on more than one occasion yet cancelled when he found out how much it would cost from the dispatcher for us to go and come back within the distance.

Not so long after the husband hung up the phone, the only driver on duty called bargaining down the price without calling it in to the dispatcher. When he and the husband got down to twenty-five dollars to go and to come back compared to the forty dollars originally required they both came into agreement.

While we were on the road driving through the New Jersey area the cabdriver typed our address destination in the vehicle’s GPS. When we arrived to the restaurant the establishment was no longer there/in business so I suggested one other Italian restaurant that I’d usually order from during my meal breaks.

In between the traveling the cabdriver spoke to someone over his cell phone in his Spanish language and I didn’t trust that at all usually in general it is okay depending on the situation but something about the circumstances did not feel right he didn’t want us to know what he was saying (It could have been a possible set up).

The cabdriver claimed to know where this restaurant was yet typed in the wrong address this time in the GPS and as I realized how it was taking forever for us to get to where we were supposed to be going I jumped out of the SUV and started ringing people’s doorbells until someone came out to answer.

The cabdriver begged and pleaded with me to get back inside the vehicle, following me up to each house then going back into the SUV to meet up with me.

“Please”, he begged and pleaded I made a mistake (referring to punching in the wrong address). I’ll call it in this time”.

“No!” I told him. “I don’t trust you. I am not trying to get you into trouble but I’m going to contact the police to make sure that we’re safe”.

The elderly husband was even yelling, swearing back and forth that we were in the middle of being kidnapped and the wife had thought so too.

The cabdriver was scared and also worried about getting into trouble for trying to make some money on the side without the knowledge of the dispatcher.

Finally a neighbor came and answered the door and I explained to her the situation and she phoned to the police. Another nice neighbor came out and asked me if I needed any help but I told him that I had the situation under control.

A cop arrived to the scene.

He questioned me and the elderly man we both told the same story, but I had to inform to the policeman that I was not taking any chances within this day and age because this was a vulnerable elderly couple as the husband had innocently flaunted his wallet full of money beforehand and so much time had passed and we still had not gotten unto our destination.

The cop asked the cabdriver if he was lost and he claimed that he wasn’t.

The policeman took down my name and location to where I worked and to where the couple lived then took down the cabdriver’s I.D. information and agreed to follow behind us to make sure that we had a safe ride.

The cop suddenly had to respond to another call and had to leave the scene but he had all of our information and I knew that the taxi man wouldn’t dare to try anything suspicious now.

“I want to talk to you”, he told me as he pulled off. “What a funny night”.

He drove us to the restaurant, however, by then the couple did not want to eat they just wanted to head on back home.

When we arrived back at the assisted living facility the cab driver had the nerve to “Rap” to me. “I want to talk to you”, he said again. Do you have anybody back in Queens?”

I played along just to get his number and his name and he sure enough gave it to me (He was such a fool I could have been setting him up for what he may was going to do).

Till this day I still feel in my gut that it had crossed his mind to drive me and the elderly couple to a secluded area so that he could rip them off for whatever money that they had and possibly maybe even had murdered us. I am sure it was contemplated but I stopped it before it could possibly come into fruition.

 

 

Unhappy Campers Don’t Spoil My Joy

I’ve come across a lot of people who are intimidated by me, especially in the workplace/field.

They are bothered by my strong sense of self and they are put off by my high self confidence and self sufficiency.

When I go to work and do my job I am a little too competent for them (my co workers and even managers) . I am too much in control of my surroundings and I can handle too many of my situations on my own without further assistance.

And they do not understand that because they do not have that type of energy or strength.

They often are stressed out bringing their problems to work then taking them out on other people. I have never done that. I had a heavy commute every day doing long overnight shifts and still kept my composure and upbeat spirit.

I didn’t speak illiterate (I kept being told how expressive and clearly that I spoke. They weren’t use to a educated american black on that job. Most of the workers there besides the Caucasians were Haitians, Jamaicans, Africans and a few Hispanics) I dressed nice, had a natural head of hair, bought my own food when necessary while most of them were dingy, hungry, and unable to come to work without wearing their weaves.

Other people’s insecurities often lead them to find the fault within others instead of dealing with the issues at hand that are actually causing and/or surrounding their own genuine flaws. And when you do not join in and go along with their program they are ready to gang up and attack.

I never apologize for having a good mind and a good head on my shoulders and for not compromising any of my standards just to get by.

I am tired of common folk getting over and doing dirt in the workplace while others are working hard while spending their precious time doing the right things.

“Am I going to have a problem everywhere I go and work?” I said, because that is surely the way that it seemed.

“Well if you can go find a job around good people who are confident like you and on your level” a lady had mentioned to me. “Those other people are too low for you”.

And inside I knew that (spirit always speaks truth).

I was told years ago both by a male and a female associate that I was not going to find too many people who were on my level and that it is hard to find those who are on my level, yet it is also generally not always easy to find and to be in positions that one truly deserves to be in, especially when you have certain people intentionally trying to hold you back.

The universe has changed though and there will always be opportunity and I will keep hanging in there undisturbed.

 

 

 

Caulbearers United Scam/Caught Red-Handed

In the year 2010 I was approached in an email from one of my sites on the web from a guy by the name of Jade Edwards (who also goes by the name Johnny Blade).

He claimed that he was a “caulbearer” who was the founder of Sok Ko Healing Modality. And that he was contacting me on account of a site titled caulbearers united.

Jade wanted me to get in touch with his girlfriend Shannon Lee Wolf (who’s real name is Sharon Lassiter) because she was suppose to be the owner of the site. Jade had also stated that Shannon was a caulbearer.

I, LaToya Lawrence, who indeed was genuinely born with a caul had immediately received a very bad vibe from this email then sent back a written email to decline on the offer. I had my own positive things going on. I had no intentions of joining anybody elses website.

I am a leader. Not a follower.

A real person actually born with special spiritual ability (clairvoyance/extra sensory perception) can automatically sniff out foul play and negativity from anywhere if they are deeply in tune.

This Shannon Lee Wolf woman-who I never had any faith in to begin with-later left a comment on my blog still inviting me to come join her website that was suppose to be dedicated to those “rare and special people in particular” who were born of the caul/veil.

I never responded back to Shannon. I just dismissed her and her site altogether.

She, however, started following my blog at the time yet listed my site as one that was misleading to the public. Shannon Lee Wolf accused me of posting false information on my blog as well as plagiarism.

I had shared only one post of information on my blog from another website regarding the caul for other people to observe for themselves and Shannon tried to insinuate to everybody that I was claiming the material as my own which had not made any sense whatsoever.

That was a number one sign that this Shannon woman was indeed no actual person who was genuinely born with a caul.

In reality, she was stealing information from my site about my own personal knowledge and experiences then trying to claim my material as her very own.

Shannon had also began to steal literature from the other certain members of her site. She was trying to use these people as money-making objects. And trying to work negativity against people (black magic/witchcraft) to make them vulnerable.

She had tried sending negativity towards me for ratting her out and I retaliated back against her by burning candles. I had blocked her negative energy out completely. She was no match for me. I am real. She is not.

I had publicly exposed this Shannon Lee Wolf scam artist on my blog.

And soon enough later, other people had caught on to her and her phony scheme of trying to exploit the online public for her own personal gain and needs.

It turned out that Shannon Lee Wolf, who’s real name is Sharon Lassiter, was in severe dire straits.

Shannon Lee Wolf had credit problems, she lost her job, she lost her apartment. Jade does not have a job and the both of them were on the verge of being evicted from their current apartment, and plenty more.

This information came out during a court case that was filed by Shannon in an attempt to claim social security disability benefits twice. Both of her cases were denied. So she filed a claim that was also denied. The rest of this information can be found at the links below.

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2013/03/22/vital-information-on-shannon-lee-wolf-a-k-a-sharon-lasitter/

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2013/03/27/hustling-is-where-the-heart-is-shannon-lee-wolf/

http://misslatoya.wordpress.com/2012/09/21/shannon-lee-wolf-got-caught-again-and-she-is-still-a-liar/

The Epiphanies Of The Extraordinary

It is funny how people attempt to go behind one’s back to do dirt, actually believing that the person that they are scheming against is unaware, or that they will never find out about the shenanigans that were done until it is far too late.

What if one is far ahead? Knowing and figuring out just about every detail of sequence that there is to an episode.

During negative instances of calamity some people will tend to believe that a person is oblivious as to what is going on around them if they appear to be undisturbed or unabashed.

Now, what is the definition of calamity?

Does what some people consider a loss, distress, affliction, or disaster actually account for what another person is actually going through?

The answer is no.

What if a circumstance or situation that is deliberately arranged for a negative purpose and outcome has absolutely no bearing or affect upon its inspired target?

What if an ordeal that had maliciously transpired in vain came to serve as an unintentional major advancement within that targeted person’s life?

It is strange and interesting to learn about the depths of gravity when experiencing the epiphanies that distinctly pertain to one’s own personal life.

I have recognized that in the times of my life that were to be altered by uncongenial people, I stayed intact.

I have noticed within the events that were suppose to cause me greats setbacks and downfalls that they were indeed just great pushes to send me up forward, and farther.

Extra Sensory Perception is a divine revelational attribute for certain people to possess. It is a very beneficial and resourceful gift for one to experience and to utilize.

In the present, through out, and over time, the past and the future will back set, set, then reset.

The reality that is set within and that is set apart from my own true world and within the world that we all live in proves to be at a direct seesaw level, a tug of war over the world and the accords that should inevitably win.

What I am innately surrounded by I intend to maintain. There is no other more appropriate outlet, or better way for me to survive. I live sustained by the natural desirable elements of my own existence my own pure deities, my own pure loves and lights, my own true fates.

Everyone has their own spiritual and nonspiritual beliefs. One person’s fact can be another person’s fiction.

As I have said before in the past, what is the truth to one person is sometimes foreign to another, yet both of their circumstances are real but not to each other.

Any claims that individuals do not come up into an agreement upon do not make any of those certain claims out to be false or non existent.

No one can touch or undue what is relevant and prevalent to and within one’s own special birthrights.

 

 

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Mechanisms Used Through The Use Of Black Magic/Witchcraft To Control One

There are all types of people in the world. All have their own different kinds of personality, attitudes, and demeanor.

As many people are unique and distinct within their own specific ways most people tend to be the same in the many of other ordinary ways when it comes down to socialization.

From an early age we as people are trained on how to interact with other people, how to cope with the cohabitation of the world and with society.

We are taught the basics of how to greet and to treat other people, how to respect and to be courteous toward other people, how to share with and how to accept from other people then how to mingle and to become engaged with other people.

However, what happens when one naturally does not want to behave or conduct themselves in the modes that are deemed standard or appropriate?

Every human individual cannot adapt to being trained or conveniently cultivated into something that they are not just to suit, or to meet the needs and demands of a swayed world and society.

A world and society that predominantly caters to familiarity to what primarily is within the general standpoint.

I know that I cannot and will not properly adjust to the things that are foreign to me without a bit of conflict and protest. I stand up for what I believe in and what I do not agree with at no matter what the cost may be.

If I were to give in to the specific moral or social requirements that innately are not of and within me then I would be giving up my true identity.

I am not an individual to compromise myself or any of my own set of rules and standards just to please or pacify anyone else.

Who has the authority to dictate to me how I should go about living or conducting my affairs within the certain orderly fashions?

A lot of people who refuse to go along with the programs that are designed by government or religious law are usually reprimanded and condemned, blatantly considered as an outcast.

Attacks are deliberated then made upon their character some even suggesting that these particular people were not raised or brought up correctly due to their parental guardians or environment, any and everything to disguise what is really at the root of the problem, the matter at hand, which is nothing more than the loss of control the inability to cause fear in one, the inability to influence, the inability to bribe, the inability to manipulate, the inability to coerce.

Too many people may have gotten offended or may have gotten their feelings hurt by some one who behaved too standoffish, spoke too much of their opinions, or who spoke too much of the truth.

There are numerous reasons behind what can get certain people up in arms and ready to underhandedly retaliate.

Nevertheless, when people fail at the psychological techniques of game playing by toying with another person’s mind they resort to the filthy and despicable.

When they do not succeed in trying to play on a person’s insecurities, or in trying to initiate a person into having insecurities, they then try to divert and tarnish by unnatural force.

A great deal of the world and society are under the influence and are being affected by evil black magic/witchcraft without even realizing it. Black magic is a negative form of magic that is derived from types of voodoo and witchcraft.

There is the positive side as well as the negative side within all aspects of life and the supernatural is no exception.

Not all voodoo or hoodoo (rootwork) is bad or negative. White magic/white witchcraft is done for positive and for good purposes.

As a person born of the caul/veil I innately possessed occult power that I had naturally utilized through my own Yoruba spirituality. I am an authentic and original voodoo priestess who does not follow the many general standardized traditional modes of worship.

I have that old time unique and potent power that I inherited through my beautiful family lineage of gifted priestesses. Which from an early age partly accounted for the evil black magic/brujeria that had constantly been done unto me.

I am protected as I venerate my ancestors and orishas yet there are many people out in the world who are very vulnerable and susceptible to such harsh and vile attacks.

Many things that appear normal and that appear to be a natural part of life are actually just indeed the interference of universal spirits, forces, and energies.

Supernatural influences that affect then maintain people’s circumstances, their situations, their minds, and their actions.

I have noticed a lot of things that go on that do not make any kind of sense, things that in my opinion give no reasonable explanation for certain behavior and circumstance.

However, those who may be of the same mentality or who may be involved in the same predicament will make agreeable rationalizations with one another, agreements that only make complete sense amongst their own type of crowd.

A sad fact, but a true one, is that most will go after the intelligent and productive people of the world who are strong, honest, and upstanding, because they have the power or ability to positively influence and make a significant change within the world and society.

I too often do not hear of people using evil black magic to apprehend and destroy the child molesters, rapists, and murderers of the world. However, they are quick to want to cause destruction to some innocent soul that they are jealous, envious, or intimidated by.

Our world and societies have many unresolved issues and discoveries that need to be dealt with and dug into.

Corruption is everywhere and the government also has a deviant hand in greed when it comes to control through the use of evil black magic/witchcraft.

Conjure is put into the things that we eat and drink, on our accessories, by our personal touch and belongings, through our names and dates of birth. And, so on.

As more and more people in particular are aware of how much of an intrusion that evil black magic is on the quality of life there should be a severe intolerance for these malicious burdens and blockages.

Positivity is indeed stronger than any form of negative deprivation.

Nevertheless, it takes a strong action just as well as a powerful reflective thought or meditation to attract a serious alternation.

Various measures contribute to the victorious defeat of those who connive through the cowardice mechanisms of evil black magic/witchcraft.

Whatever action that is spiritually appointed to one should always be done out wholeheartedly and sufficiently.

Any designated mission that is carried on with zeal and consistency guarantees the absolute win of each and every triumph that will never be overturned.

 

 

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