For some, dreadlocks are a fashion statement. For me, they are a spiritual call

For some, dreadlocks are a fashion statement. For me, they are a spiritual call — a call from Yah, the Most High, to walk a path of nonviolence, to reject shedding blood, and to embrace freedom. My dreads are not just hair; they are a sign of my connection to nature, to Yah’s creation, to living without harming. They remind me that true strength is found not in violence, but in faith and integrity.

Reggae music speaks to my soul. Its rhythms carry the message of liberation, of rising above Babylon’s oppression, of connecting with the Most High. It’s a reminder of the power of love, unity, and truth. I feel the presence of Yah in those melodies, calling me to remember who I am and what I stand for.

I met Jesus, and I believe He was not the pale, blue-eyed man that many portray. He was at least of mixed skin, a reflection of all our shades, a man of the Middle East, a man of the oppressed. He came to set captives free and open the eyes of the blind (Luke 4:18). I am open to the understanding that we all stem from Africa, the cradle of humanity, and that all shades are reflections of the same source — Yah’s creation.

Many Rastafarians see Haile Selassie as the Messiah. I respect their belief, but I do not share it. I believe Haile Selassie was a powerful leader, a man who acknowledged the Most High and did much for his people. But he himself said, 'I am a man.' To me, the true Messiah has not yet come.

I believe the Messiah will come from the bloodline of Jesus — a new name, perhaps, but unmistakable in power and truth. The prophets spoke of a time when the Messiah will establish a kingdom where no one will hurt or destroy in all Yah’s holy mountain (Isaiah 11:9). That time has not yet arrived. We are still waiting, still longing for that day of true peace, when the Most High will restore all things and every tear will be wiped away. We are all still searching for that paradise, for that promised land where righteousness and peace reign.

My walk with Yah calls me to live compassionately, to love and protect all of creation. Genesis 1:29 says, 'Behold, I have given you every herb bearing seed... to you it shall be for food.' That includes the plants and herbs of the earth, the natural medicine Yah has provided. Among these herbs is cannabis, a plant that has been misused and misunderstood but was created by the Most High. Ezekiel 34:29 speaks of a 'plant of renown,' and for many, cannabis is a healing herb, a way to calm the mind, soothe the body, and connect with the Spirit. But like any gift, it must be used with respect and intention.

My calling is to walk this path, to seek out places where the spirit is strong and the truth is spoken. One day, I hope to visit Ethiopia and Jamaica — two lands that hold deep spiritual meaning, lands where roots run deep and voices cry out for freedom.

Until then, I will keep my faith, keep my dreads, keep my love for reggae, and keep seeking Yah’s guidance. The world may try to pull me back into Babylon, but my heart is set on Zion — the place of freedom, love, and truth, under the reign of the true Messiah.

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For some, dreadlocks are a fashion statement. For me, they are a spiritual call — a call from Yah, the Most High, to walk a path of nonviolence, to reject shedding blood, and to embrace freedom. My dreads are not just hair; they are a sign of my connection to nature, to Yah’s creation, to living without harming. They remind me that true strength is found not in violence, but in faith and integrity.

Reggae music speaks to my soul. Its rhythms carry the message of liberation, of rising above Babylon’s oppression, of connecting with the Most High. It’s a reminder of the power of love, unity, and truth. I feel the presence of Yah in those melodies, calling me to remember who I am and what I stand for.

I met Jesus, and I believe He was not the pale, blue-eyed man that many portray. He was at least of mixed skin, a reflection of all our shades, a man who came to set captives free and open the eyes of the blind (Luke 4:18). I believe the whole world is God’s one true, divided country, and in His kingdom, all nations will be united under His rule.

The Nazarenes, the Essenes, and those who rejected animal sacrifice were followers of a higher way, the way of compassion and peace. They knew that Yah’s will was not in the bloodshed of animals, but in the love, kindness, and mercy toward all living beings. They lived in the knowledge that the earth and its creatures were to be cared for, not harmed for ritual or sacrifice. I stand with them in rejecting violence against creation and affirming that Yah’s Kingdom is one of peace, not of slaughter.

I praise the King of Peace, but I do not believe Selassie is the Messiah. Haile Selassie was a powerful leader, a man who acknowledged the Most High and did much for his people. But he himself said, 'I am a man.' To me, the true Messiah has not yet come.

I believe the Messiah will come from the bloodline of Jesus — a new name, perhaps, but unmistakable in power and truth. The prophets spoke of a time when the Messiah will establish a kingdom where no one will hurt or destroy in all Yah’s holy mountain (Isaiah 11:9). That time has not yet arrived. We are still waiting, still longing for that day of true peace, when the Most High will restore all things and every tear will be wiped away. We are all still searching for that paradise, for that promised land where righteousness and peace reign.

Daniel 1:12-19 speaks of how Daniel and his companions chose to live by a natural diet, rejecting the king’s rich and indulgent food in favor of simple, healthy, plant-based nourishment. The result was clear — they were stronger, healthier, and wiser than those who partook in the king’s food. In my life, I’ve experienced similar healing and strength through Yah’s natural diet. It has kept me grounded during hard times, helping me maintain clarity, strength, and resilience. My body feels strong and my spirit feels aligned with the will of Yah.

I don’t smoke cannabis. However, I use it in its natural form, drinking it as tea or incorporating it into my food, such as in cocoa. The way I use cannabis is in harmony with Yah’s creation, respecting its healing power. It is a part of the natural medicine Yah has provided, to calm the mind and heal the body, just as He intended.

My walk with Yah calls me to live compassionately, to love and protect all of creation. Genesis 1:29 says, 'Behold, I have given you every herb bearing seed... to you it shall be for food.' That includes the plants and herbs of the earth, the natural medicine Yah has provided. Among these herbs is cannabis, a plant that has been misused and misunderstood but was created by the Most High. Ezekiel 34:29 speaks of a 'plant of renown,' and for many, cannabis is a healing herb, a way to calm the mind, soothe the body, and connect with the Spirit. But like any gift, it must be used with respect and intention.

My calling is to walk this path, to seek out places where the spirit is strong and the truth is spoken. One day, I hope to visit Ethiopia and Jamaica — two lands that hold deep spiritual meaning, lands where roots run deep and voices cry out for freedom.

Until then, I will keep my faith, keep my dreads, keep my love for reggae, and keep seeking Yah’s guidance. The world may try to pull me back into Babylon, but my heart is set on Zion — the place of freedom, love, and truth, under the reign of the true Messiah 

Peace Be with You

Natalia Magdalena Botvinjevs