Re Lala’s IG latest post

It may sound crazy and nonsensical but when I saw Lala’s IG post, it resonates with me... A good couple weeks ago I dreamt of my mom who passed away years ago. Since her passing I dream of her sometimes up to five times a month and she is always advising, guiding me or revealing something unknown to me. Shortly after her funeral she even dreamt me that she was tired of drinking water so I told my brother. He went and visited the burial site and saw that the land had been completely swamped due to heavy rainfall and the graves were all filled water. My mom always told me that I got the gift of “dreamer” and “knowing” from my great-grandmother, whom I had never met. She had died when I was four and came to me while I slept on the night of her burial. She was tall and wore a white dress and turban. I remember that I wasn’t afraid and went back to sleep. It was years later after describing the figure I’d seen that was told it was her. It was said that I look like her when I wrap my head with a turban. All my life I’ve been like this. I have seen and heard “ghosts”, both good and bad. I have and still experience deja vu and often discern what’s going to happen before it does or find out about situations without no one giving me a clue. I really do hate it at times. I once woke up about 2am to call my then boyfriend to tell him that his daughter from a woman he was cheating with was being born. He couldn’t understand how I knew but of course denied it. Factually, the baby girl was being born at that time and died shortly after. He didn’t know because no one got in touch with him. To this day he grapples with how I knew because I never knew he was cheating with her. Unfortunately, I also had certainty of my mother’s sudden death three weeks before it occurred but refused to accept it. An obeah worker once told me that I have a rare gift and that I was suppressing my greatness. Anyhoo, in that particular dream weeks ago we were at the house I grew up in ( always there with her in my dreams). I saw a milk white snake curled up on a wall and looked straight at me but I was not afraid. My mom was calm and smiling the whole time. She somehow led me to Lala and the family ... I kid you not when I say that I truly don’t know how I came to find The Conjured Hoodoo two days later as I had never heard of it or by what means I came to find it but when I started going through the pictures I saw a white snake similar to the one in my dream. I was stunned and instantly knew. My mom, a born again Christian would always conjure for her protection as well as for her family. She loved the Lord dearly. Even went to church every Sunday and never missed an event but she looked to the spirits for help and guidance too. She knows that I need continued protection and is doing so from the spirit world by leading me here. So here I am because there’s no such thing as too much protection. I welcome the opportunity to be layered in it! Thanks to my mom, Love to you all ❤️❤️❤️