I Was Tormented by Snake Dreams, Until a Powerful Cleansing Set Me Free.

I wouldn’t wish those nights on anyone. Waking up at 2 a.m., drenched in sweat, heart racing, the image of slithering snakes still fresh in my mind. It was like I was being hunted in my sleep. Night after night. The dreams weren’t just nightmares, they felt spiritual, heavy, dark… like something was seriously wrong.

 

I’m Lydia, a 30-year-old tailor from Jinja. I know some people think dreams are just dreams. But if you’ve ever had a recurring dream that drains you, paralyzes you, and steals your peace, you know it’s something deeper. For me, it started after I lost my job. Then my relationship ended. Suddenly, everything was crumbling, and every night, the snakes came.

 

Sometimes they’d chase me. Other times they’d coil around me. I’d feel them slither into my bed, and I’d wake up screaming.

 

My family was worried. I was tired all the time. I stopped sleeping altogether. I visited a few pastors who prayed for me, and I fasted more than I ate, but the dreams continued. At one point, a pastor told me I was being spiritually attacked. That someone might have sent something after me. I didn’t want to believe it. But the more I resisted, the worse it got.

 

I started isolating myself. I stopped working. I feared going to bed because I knew what awaited me in my sleep. I even feared mirrors and shadows. I wasn’t myself anymore.

 

Then something unexpected happened. A woman walked into my small workshop one afternoon to adjust her dress. While chatting, she told me she once had terrible spiritual dream too, until she visited Kiwanga Doctors. I had heard of them before, but always brushed it off. I didn’t believe in traditional healing. I thought it was either religion or nothing.

 

But that day… I was desperate. Something in her calmness, in the way she spoke with peace in her eyes, convinced me to try.

 

When I arrived, I was welcomed warmly. No judgment. They listened carefully as I explained my torment. They nodded knowingly and told me this wasn’t just a bad dream,it was a spiritual sign of bondage. They explained how snakes in dreams often represent deep-rooted spiritual attacks, especially ones sent to block progress, love, or finances.

 

They prepared a spiritual cleansing ritual and a protection spell for me. I followed the instructions they gave me, including using a special herbal mixture and reciting affirmations for seven days.

 

And on the eighth night… I slept. Deeply. Peacefully. No snakes. No darkness. Just silence.

 

For the first time in months, I woke up refreshed. I waited to see if it was just luck, but night after night, the dreams never returned. I started to smile again. The heaviness lifted. I felt free, like someone had untied something that had been holding me down.

 

Soon after that, my ex called me, not to get back together, but to confess that he had been told I “would never succeed without him.” It was clear: something had been working against me. But not anymore.

 

Business picked up. Clients I hadn’t seen in years came back. I moved to a better house and started saving for my own boutique.

 

I never thought I’d say this, but Kiwanga Doctors helped me reclaim my life. They gave me back my peace. They didn’t just chase away the dreams, they helped me break free from whatever had been haunting me.

 

If you’ve been having strange, disturbing dreams, especially of snakes, don’t ignore them. There’s always a reason. And sometimes, you need more than prayer. You need real spiritual intervention.

 

I’m living proof that healing is possible. And I’m never looking back.To reach out to Kiwanga Doctors call+254116469840 or visit www.kiwangadoctors.co.ke.

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