Conjure At it's Best

I want to share something with y'all. This is not to show how grand I am but I would like for y'all to get the feel of what it is like to hang around with a real conjure woman. This is what it is like in my world. Dr. Lovebug can vouch for this because he was at my house today. My morning started out in the crapper. I want go into detail about it but it was crap. A little before noon Dr Love Bug came, I was doing some work that had to be done. He brought me a wonderful statue of White Eagle which made me feel better after my morning started so off so bad. {I'm sure your thinking ok Momma Starr whats the point here} settle down its story time. I'm sure if I miss anything Dr. Love bug will fill in the blanks.

Most know but some might not know I was a worker long before there ever was a Internet. I never advertised, you had to know someone who came to me to get in the door. Now even though I have a on-line business my in-house business is still run the same. That's how I have been taught and that is how I have always worked. Everyone around here calls me Momma T except for my friends. They just started calling me that many years ago and no matter what I said they continued to do so. So the name stuck. Running an in house business and a on-line business is way different. My house and shop are locked down, you don't get in unless I want you here plain and simple. That's why I don't advertise.

I'm just trying to build a foundation so you can get a feel of the story. On with the story. It was getting late and I was hungry so Dr LB and my daughter went to get us lunch. I continued working on the bottle I was working on. It took a while, but Dr. LB finally brought the food in. My daughter never came in so I wanted to know where she was. He told me she was still outside talking to some folks. My children know not to bring folks here without asking so they were standing by the road talking. My daughter had told me about a friend who needed help the day before. My answer was "we will see". I read folks the minute I meet you, I either like you or I don't period. I stood there and watched them for a minute, Dr. LB had came back outside also. My daughter finally told me who they were. It was the girl who needed help, but also someone I let in my house once and I said she could never come back again. She just has a bad spirit about her.

I invited them all in, so we had about 6 or 7 people in my kitchen. I didn't let them in the shop. I wasn't saying much just watching and reading. Sometimes I am too blunt but I was taught to be honest with folks who come to you for help. The girl I said had been here once had something to say. She wanted to ask me if I had said something about her. She said "Momma T did you say you didn't like me? I've been wanted to talk to you but my sister said you don't like me. I said "I don't know you but I don't like your spirit". Well she asked me to help her so what can an old woman do but try to help. Folks like her makes me remember why I do this work. Sometimes spirit moves and we as workers don't have a choice"not if you are the real deal". When she left the real work started.

Sorry guys before I start I want to say. I love men I think every mothers son is special but sometimes they need a good swift kick in the ass. Sitting before me was a wife who is going to have a baby in about {2} month's. This will make their {4th} child. One day a couple of month's ago he decides he wants to be single so he leaves her {$2} in the bank and takes off for greener pastors. Before I go on I want to say this. Everything has its time, "our time isn't Gods time". I remember my daughter telling me about this, but the time wasn't right. The girl could never get over here. For {2} month's she tried to have contact with him but she got no where. Dr LB can vouch for this he was sitting there during the whole consult. While she was talking I was praying to myself for spirit to give me the wisdom to help her.

I don't know how to work any other way, this is how I was taught and this is how I try to teach. Any way I decided to do a medicine bottle that is a mixture of sweetening and compelling with a bit of wisdom thrown in. I loaded the bottle and added my syrup. Then I closed the lid and I began to work the bottle by shaking it while praying. I can talk and work at the same time because I have done this so long it just like drinking a glass of water. We are just sitting there when her phone rings. Yelp your right it was him. She was so shocked she hung up on him instead of answering the phone. I thought "God is good all the time"! The boy called right back. He told her he was headed home. He called a few more times before she left. He told her he had to get home to her and the children. I checked on her around 5 this afternoon he was in the bed sleeping. Wondering where the medicine bottle is? Under the mattress he is sleeping on!

This is real Conjure work and it is Conjure at its best. Taking what you have and making it work. Helping folks who need help. Lord I wish y'all could have seen her face when he called her the first time; the shock and the joy. Some times folks just need a little push in the right direction.  Momma Starr