Thursday, August 8, 2013

Saved by the Spirits by Jose Prado

La Virgen de Regla (The Virgin of the Rule) Cuba´s Christianized 
version of the Vodoun Sea Goddess Yemaya. Lady of the Ocean, 
Protector of children, mothers, pregnancies, and sailors.

You may not believe me, but this actually happened today. For some time now I've drifted into depression and lack of faith, mostly in myself. But it's been effecting my spiritual life.

I had reached such a lack of faith in humanity in general that I actually began to hate humans. I know it sounds ridiculous but I had become racist against my own kind and likened us unto consumeristic parasites who refuse to change. I stopped my spiritual studies and lost touch with my practice. I'm a Pagan high priest by the way. People look to me for answers as they do their other priests but lately I just wasn't feeling in touch with the Spirits.

I started suffering from insomnia about a month or two ago and just a low morale in general. Today in the late afternoon, about 5:33pm when I woke up from lack of sleep in the prior night, I woke up to my older neighbor banging on my door because her Granddaughter stopped breathing and was having convulsions. The first thing I saw was the little girl not even in first grade yet, in her father's arms saliva dripping from her mouth, she looked like a corpse. The man screaming, begging for help to save his daughter. I F***ing flew to my sister's room, told her to call 9/11 and come help me.

A neighbor asked for ice water (Spanish remedy) to snap the child out of the convulsion. She started breathing but shallow then I heard a voice in my head, in my own voice, say "Call the spirits to save her,"

Even though I'm a spiritual person I'm also skeptical and asked "What can they do?," It suddenly didn't sound like my own voice anymore, it sounded like a man's voice now very irritated saying

"Shut the F@#$ up and do it!"

I didn't argue further, I called on the spirits and right away I saw Angels of light appear around the girl and calming the people down, they started healing her. My head still hurts from what I saw. I saw with my physical eyes their light, it was like staring into the sun at point blank range. And they looked different from the pictures I've seen. Some had multiple heads or faces others had animal heads. One looked like a Lion another like a bird of some sort and a whole host I couldn't see because there were too many.

They were different species but of the same choir I think. But the wings were all Dove like. And they had auras on their heads, they must have been Halos, that looked like a beautiful golden sun set. Then for some reason an impulse rose up in me to call on the Sea Goddess I worship, Yemaya. I screamed Yemaya's name in my head and asked her to save the child.

Yemaya is an African Goddess of the Sea. In Cuban Catholicism and Santeria she is synchronized with the Virgin of Regla. The Goddess is worshipped in many religions and considered the protector of children and mothers. I saw what looked like an entity made of pure water but in the shape of a woman start descending from the air above us.

The spirit who I believe was Mother Yemaya herself put her hands in the girls back (literally inside her back) and things started changing. She inhaled deeply and the color returned to her. So today I offer thanks to the Goddesses and Gods, to the spirits, and to the good people I proudly call my neighbors. Even the UPS man dropped what he was doing to call and help. The cops came in less than three minutes they had to send another ambulance because the first one got a flat tire.

By the time they came, the girl was well. They took her to the hospital and now she's safe and stable. I looked at one officer and said

"I'm glad you guys came,"

He was a young guy possibly early twenties and replied, "It's calls like these that make me wonder if I can do my job,"

He walked away. I've never liked many cops. I'm a socialist and anti-government. But today I didn't see a uniform, or a government, or an ideology. Today I didn't see stupid, petty people caught up in their own BS to notice the world around them. Today my friends I saw the beauty that is still inherent in each and every one of us. Today I saw why the Gods still love us.

My faith in humanity has been restored, and my faith in the Gods and spirits made even greater. I wish I could've stopped that officer and told him "No brother, you did your job today,"  but I was helping the Grandmother, using my abilities to calm her down. I will never, ever doubt the spirits again. You may not believe me but I'm telling you I saw it. No matter what religion you believe in know this : there are divine powers out there, they are with us, and they love us.

Praise be to the Divine Ones.


  1. Beautiful story. My faith to the higher power is more strong now.

  2. Everyone and everything, even situations you observe, are drawn to your for your own growth, including what made you hate humans to begin with, to then have one single moment that changes that... not everyone catches that moment. Glad it revitalized you. But don't beat yourself up, when your down there is just one way to go, UP again, it is a cycle. Ya gotta remember that at the darkest point! PGH