Confessions of a Cajun Traiteuse - More Than Herbs - Part IV

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Confessions of a Cajun Traiteuse - More Than Herbs - Part IV: "When I was a nine year old girl, I found myself sitting in the confessional booth of St. Lawrence Church, in Chacahoula, Louisiana without any sin I was readily willing to own up to. The priest on the other side kept clearing his throat in impatience. I felt the cold knot of dread in my stomach, accompanied by my sweaty palms, and feelings similar to the major anxiety of a prisoner about to be executed.

On the other side of the stifling hot creaky booth sat Father Charles prepared to listen to my penitents and mete out my penalties. I certainly wasn't going to tell him I was the girl who stole the cookies and blamed it on her little brother. I wasn't going to admit I'd sassed my mama. Nor, was I willing to concede that my prayers of late, were more along the lines of, 'Please send me a new dress for the first day of school,' when I knew we were supposed to pray for the sick and the poor." 3 videos.

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Confessions of a Cajun Traiteuse - Faith Healer - Part I

Confessions of a Cajun Traiteuse - Faith Healer - Part I: "I am a woman of the past, a past I cannot and should not escape. I was born and raised to be a French traiteuse -- part spiritual visionary and sometimes, a healer of the heart, but never a sorcerer, not believing in them. My ways are those of the old ones and the only things I know well, are what they taught me. I knew them even as a child, just as I still know them as an old woman. I cannot forget them or their teachings." 3 videos.

By Jerilee Wei

Confessions of a Cajun Traiteuse - A Bite Of Armadillo - Part V

Confessions of a Cajun Traiteuse - A Bite Of Armadillo - Part V: "It isn't very often that you get to meet a real heroine or hero. I'm not talking about the ones who are famous, but the real ones, the selfless individuals who make a difference in this world, without much of the world taking notice. Even more amazing, is that most of them don't even realize the status they have achieved, and the significance of their achievements. Many of them would be embarrassed to be recognized publicly."

By Jerilee Wei