“I didn’t know what healing meant until I was on her table with tears pouring out of my body like smoke. I came to her for clarity. What I received was resurrection.”
— Asha, Brooklyn NYThe Unraveling and the Rising: A Case Study in Spiritual Healing Through Voodoo Spiritism, a story about miscarriages, healing, and fertility blessing
In the world of spiritual healing, transformation is not always loud. It is not always glamorous. Often, it happens in silence—behind closed temple doors, in the hush of candlelight, in the tremble of a woman’s shoulders as she finally exhales a lifetime of grief.
People often ask me: “What does Voodoo Spiritism really do?”
They want to know if it’s real. If it works. If it’s safe.
So I decided to offer a full case study—not of celebrity miracles or viral magic, but of a real woman with a real wound, who walked into my temple unsure, and walked out a vessel of her own power.
This is Asha’s story. Shared with permission.
It is also the story of how Spirit works when we listen.
Asha came to me after her third miscarriage.
She was in her early 30s, recently engaged, and working as a school administrator in Brooklyn. Her voice on the phone was steady but tight. She wasn’t calling to cry. She was calling because, as she put it:
“I’ve done all the therapy, taken all the herbs, been to every type of doctor. But I can feel something in my body that’s not mine. Something that’s not letting life stay.”
I hear this more often than you’d imagine.
Medical systems often miss what spiritual systems detect.
When she arrived at Temple de la Luna, I could sense it before she spoke. Her spirit was dimmed, not because she lacked strength, but because her field was congested with grief, ancestral sorrow, and psychic invasion.
The miscarriages were symptoms.
The root was deeper. Older. And not just hers.
We began with a clairvoyant spiritual scan.
I sat before my altar, surrounded by the bones, oils, feathers, and candles I use for diagnostic readings. I called in the Misterios, the Ancestors, and the Black Mamba current for protection and insight.
Immediately, two images came through:
I asked for confirmation through the cowrie shells and the spirits spoke: A maternal ancestor had died violently in childbirth generations ago, and the trauma had not been lifted.
This is what we call a traumatic imprint in the bloodline. When not elevated, it can manifest physically in the descendants—often around the same area where the trauma occurred.
I shared this gently with Asha. She cried, but not from fear—from recognition. Her family had whispered about an ancestor who died young during labor in Haiti. They called it a curse. But no one had ever resolved it.
She whispered:
“I think she’s been holding my babies.”
I knew then—we were not just healing a womb. We were preparing to lift a soul.
Our work began over 40 days. We used a three-phase protocol:
We began with a ritual limpia and herbal bath using basil, marigold, bitter melon, and black obsidian.
I prepared a bath and prayer to release spiritual stagnation from her womb and call back lost fragments of her energy.
This was done on a Monday night under the waxing moon.
As she emerged from the water, she said:
“I can feel the silence in my body for the first time. Like something left.”
We followed this with a cord cutting ritual—not between her and a partner, but between her and inherited sorrow. I used a silver knife blessed in a possession ceremony and called on Erzuli Dantor to assist in the separation.
The next part involved feeding and elevating the ancestral spirit.
For this, I created a dedicated ancestral altar with Asha’s family photos, bread, strong black coffee, raw honey, and palm oil. We conducted nine nights of prayers to lift the spirit of the ancestor who had been trapped in grief.
On the fifth night, I entered trance and the spirit spoke:
“I could not keep my own child. So I kept hers.”
This broke Asha open.
We performed a soul retrieval ritual to return the spirit of her unborn children back to her lineage, and to guide the ancestor into the light. As this spirit left, we heard three loud pops in the candle flame—a sign of release.
That night, Asha dreamed of a woman walking into the ocean holding a baby. In the morning, she said:
“I think she’s free. And I think I am too.”
The final part was a fertility blessing, not just of the womb but of the life path.
I anointed her lower belly with a sacred oil blend of ylang-ylang, neroli, and frankincense, and called upon La Sirene, the spirit of the ocean and divine femininity. We worked with rose quartz, water prayers, and sacred chant to reopen her channels.
She was no longer begging Spirit to give—
She was preparing to receive.
I instructed her to speak daily to her womb, to thank it, to welcome new life if and when it chose to return.
“I came to Priestess Shoshana with a heavy heart and an empty womb. I thought I was broken. What I found was a spiritual inheritance I didn’t even know I had. I cried in ways I’ve never cried. I remembered things that weren’t mine but lived in me. Through her hands and through Spirit, I met the woman who had been holding my children. I forgave her. And I let her go.
It’s been five months since our last ritual. I haven’t tried to conceive yet. But I know something is different. My period is regular. My dreams are vibrant. I feel whole. My partner says I radiate light again. But most of all—I don’t feel haunted anymore. I feel like a woman again. Not broken. Not barren. Just becoming.
Priestess Shoshana didn’t just help me. She helped my entire bloodline. And I’ll carry that forever.”
Most people will never understand what it means to unravel someone’s karma and rebuild their field.
They won’t see the nights we spend in trance.
The sweat of possession.
The offerings burned.
The sacred baths poured.
The price we pay in fasting, prayer, and spiritual discipline to keep ourselves clean enough to carry the pain of others.
But we do it anyway.
Because the spirits have chosen us.
Every client I work with is not just a person—they are a portal. And every healing becomes part of a web of transformation that echoes through generations.
Asha’s healing was not just about fertility.
It was about breaking generational trauma.
It was about reclaiming spiritual inheritance.
It was about learning that not all pain is personal—but all healing is sacred.
This case shows that:
This is Voodoo Spiritism.
It is not superstition.
It is science of the soul.
If Asha’s story touched something in you—know that this path is available.
Maybe your pain is not fertility. Maybe it’s heartbreak. Loss. Stagnation. Illness.
But the root is often deeper than what the world can treat.
At Spiritual Teachers Voodoo, we specialize in what others overlook. We honor the soul. We listen to the ancestors. We create sacred containers for release and rebirth.
Your healing won’t look like hers.
Because it will be yours.
But I promise you this—
If you come with sincerity,
and you’re ready to be undone and reborn,
the spirits will meet you there.
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Priestess Shoshana, CEO of Spiritual Teachers Voodoo and Temple de la Luna, Spirit Worker, Instructor, Psychic, Healer, Herbalist, Author
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