Story 13 – I am in Egypt

Once Jennie arrived ‘a place’, I asked her: “Where are you?” “Dessert, Oh! I am an Egyptian.”

I asked: ”Are you man or woman?” She said: “I am a man, a young man!” “What are you doing there?” “I am in the group following my father. He is a leader.”  I asked: ”Is he the High Priest?” She said: “No….. I think he is a tribe leader.” 

I asked her: “Are you assisting your father?” “No… I am his third son. I am simply standing there.”  I asked: “Anyone else around?”  She said: “Yes, my brothers and other people.”

 “Do you see your mother?”  “No, I don’t see her.”  ‘Ok, then what happened?”

She was quiet for few seconds. Then: “Oh, I become the leader.” I asked: “What happened to your father and older brothers?”  She said: “He died. I don’t know … my brothers.”  I asked her: “Ok, how old are you now?” “About early 30’s.” 

I followed her: “Are you married?”  She replied: “I am in the leader’s tent, meeting some people.” I asked: “Ok what happened in the meeting?” She said: “We are arguing, fighting….”

I followed her: “Fighting for what?”  She said: “Er, I got stabbed. Stabbed from my back…. I dropped to the ground, died.” 

Before the session, Jennie complained about ‘I don’t trust anyone. I have problem to connect with anyone. I set up a very high castle to protect myself and keep everyone out.” Now, we found out the ‘root’ of her fears.