She lit candles.
She prayed Psalms.
She bathed her jars in moonlight.
But her blessings kept falling through her fingers.

Why?

Because the spell wasn’t on her.
It was coming from her mouth.

🕯️ Gossip carries energy.
And in Hoodoo, your mouth is an altar — or a trapdoor.
This is a spiritual PSA for the ones who speak curses in the name of “concern.”

🖤 Echoes of Hoodoo presents: The Spell of the Unwatched Mouth — a ritual warning in poetic form.

People love to blame the spell.
The ritual.
The altar.
But in Hoodoo, the crossroads don’t lie — you do.

🕯️ If your petition keeps failing,
If your jar ain’t working,
If the road seems blocked…

Check your honesty.
Not just with others — but with yourself.

This post is a call to spiritual accountability.
Because every road leads somewhere — unless your spirit lied at the gate.

🖤 Echoes of Hoodoo presents: The Spiritual Discernment Series

Before you give him your body…
Ask spirit what he’s really carrying.
Because lust can dress like love when discernment goes dim.

🕯️ Your grandmother didn’t wait for red flags.
She had Psalms.
She had dreams.
She had fire.

In Hoodoo, intimacy isn’t just physical — it’s spiritual access.
And not every man comes to build.
Some come to bind. To drain. To distract.
Test his spirit before you open your womb.

🖤 Echoes of Hoodoo presents: A Divine Feminine Protection Rite from the Womb Wisdom Series.