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Oak Alley Plantation

Where do I begin? It’s only an hour from New Orleans and as many years I have lived in NOLA I have never even heard of this plantation. Yes I know about the history of the city, but not really the nearing plantations. Honestly, don’t need a reminder of my ancestors and the horrific things that happened on those plantations. Some people want to erase the ugliest of what was going on. However I could never erase it but I have made a conscious decision to not visit it. Too hurtful. So when my friend suggested we go to Oak Vally, I had no idea where we were going. I was along for the ride. Coming to an end of my birthday weekend I needed a break from the crazy fun, drinking and good times!! LOL!!

When we got close to the plantations I was honestly not that interested, but I knew that I was where I am suppose to be. I am a spiritual healer and extremely intuitive. Lately, I have developed another gift of clairvoyance. As we neared the plantation my energy started to vibrate. I thought maybe I was hungover because I was getting physically sick as we pulled. I was lightheaded and I felt like I couldn’t walk. I proceeded anyway. As soon as I walked on the property I felt a vortex. Chills ran down my body and it was so strong that I stood there paralyzed. I asked my friend Jessica If she felt that and at first she said. No. Then I moved and she got the goose bumps, and the hair stood up on her neck. I was blown away. The energy was so strong that I felt incredibly sick. I wanted to pass out. I know I am plugged in because of my spirituality. However this is something different. This was absolutely breathe taking.

My friend was just looking at me because she have never experienced that before. It was an experience like no other. As I looked around the property after passing the vortex I knew that my ancestors, my spirit guides was about to present themselves to me. Moving toward the slave quarters my ears was ringing so loud that it started to hurt. I paused again and tried to gain my grounding. Walking through the slave quarters I was getting visions of a time back then. Where the slave owner was walking to the second quarter to the left. He was grabbing a young lady from the hut. I was showned as they called back in the days malotto children. We all know what was going on back then with the slave masters and the women slaves. So why was I shown this? I didn’t question it I was just blurting out stuff as I was being shown. My friend was looking at me like I had completely lost my mind, because she doesn’t know that side of me. She knows fun April. Now she knows I’m spiritual but not that I get visions, this was something else. I never have experienced any of this before at this magnitude.

We walked the grounds and I started to feel a little better. As we walked down the long walkway leading to the house I saw another vision of children’s playing in the grass. Running around and laughing. I could see thier tattered clothing but they could care less. They were happy. Then as we neared the trees, I saw men and women hanging from the trees I could see gatherings around the hanging. This energy had me upset and I felt dizzy again. So I sat on the nearing bench. As my friend was taking pictures I took my shoes off to ground myself in the land. I prayed for the souls of that land. I prayed for me having the strength to continue.

We started our walk toward the house and I simply didn’t want to go in. It wasn’t were I was suppose to be. As we were standing there my friend ask one of the tour guides who seem to be taking a break, which was the oldest tree on the property? She pointed to the tree right next to us. I heard a whisper to take a picture of that particular tree. When I put my camera up it was clear. When I snapped the picture it was blurry and it had flashes of light on it. Which was confusing to me because it was drizzling and there was an overcast. I had my friend next to me to take a picture as well and hers was clear. I took about 5 more and they all were the same. She looked at me and shook her head. I had no idea what to do with that. The picture above is the picture I took. No filter and no sunlight.

After that it was time to go!! We decided to walk on the other side of the slave quarters. When I looked into the one about the slave that did hair and was a seamstress it was hard for me to look up after reading because I felt her presence. It gave me chills and I felt so sad. This was something that I just couldn’t wrap my head around. Her energy was so strong that I was actually scared in that moment. I was ready to go!! As I was literally running away my friend called me over to read one of the plaques. As I got near I could see a bunch of children standing in the photograph. I looked at her and she said, These are the kids you saw wasn’t it? I couldn’t talk, just stood there and said IT IS TIME TO GO!!!