MeiMei complained that she is always afraid of darkness even she knows — nothing there!  She told me: “The very first time I felt the chilly fear was at age 8 or 7.”

I asked: “Were you alone?” She shook her head: “One night, my mom holding my hand and we walked down the county road to visit her friend. I was so scared; I would not keep walking. My mom held my hand tight and kept telling me:  two more houses, we are there.”

She continued: “I was shivering so bad that my mom had to put me on her back and carried me to neighbor’s home. I am 50 now, I still feel terribly scared if I am alone.” She looked so gloomy: “I can’t go back to sleep if I wake up at night in the dim light. When my husband is on his business trip, I have to keep all the lights on whole night long.”

She then whispered: “I believe I am afraid of ghosts.” I smiled: “Yes, ghosts are everywhere. But they normally don’t bother humans; unless they want your help or attention.” She sighed: “I simply want to live a normal life. The scared feelings of being alone and in dark affect me and my husband.”    

After she got into deep hypnotic state, I asked:” Where are you now?” She said: ”I am standing next to a well, you know, the old round well.” “Are you a man or woman?” She said: “I am a man, about 17 or 19.”  I asked again: “What do you wear?” “Dark blue robe, like ancient Chinese man’s outfit. Black fabric shoes.”

“What are you doing there?” She said:” I look down the well, it seems like something inside the well….. I am not sure.  It is night, so dark, I can’t see what … Oh, the moon… A reflection in the well.” I asked: “Are you alone?  Anyone around you?” She frowned: “Someone is coming…. A woman in her 20’s.”

“What is the woman wearing?” She answered: “She is in white dress, like ancient Chinese woman outfit, purple fabric shoes.” I continued to ask: “Is she next to you now?” “Yes, she is standing next to the well too.” “Ok, then, what happens?”  Her face twisted: “She suddenly pushed me. She pushed me into the well.”  I asked: “Can you get out?”  She said: “I don’t feel so….. I think my body stays down the well…. I can see her looking down the well.”

I asked: “Is she your girlfriend? Or do you know why she pushed you down the well?” She murmured: “No, I don’t see her much. She dislikes…. Not me…. She hates my family …. She is my relative … she hates my family, so she wants to push me down the well.”

———  I brought MeiMei back, and we continued to visit another past life. ——–