Quantum Healing
DRAGON AND WITCH
Quantum Hypnosis and Decoding Personality in the Current Life
This time, the subject was a young woman on the verge of adulthood, in a six-year-long relationship that had reached the point of marriage. Despite the beautiful connection between the two, there were moments when she felt content living alone, not quite understanding why she should marry, have children, or why society functioned in such a way. She could clearly sense the emotions of others, yet seemed indifferent toward them. Recently, she had been experiencing dreams that seemed to come true, including ones involving energy work with a different friend.
After reading my writings and instructions on when to consider quantum hypnosis, she took a few months to reflect and finally decided to meet. This session didn’t flow smoothly from beginning to end. I had to guide her through several repetitions of certain details to fully uncover all the links. There were also realizations that only became clear after she returned home and reflected on them. The following story has been edited for clarity and ease of understanding for the reader.
THE STORY BEGINS
At the start, she found herself in a wooden house with a high, sloping roof. The inside was empty and silent, with no one around. She was dressed in a long white garment, barefoot, with unusually pale skin, different from others. She didn’t know whether she was a man or a woman.
Then, another life took over and we returned to investigate this life further.
In another scene within the same wooden house: She was a girl wearing a long white garment, barefoot, with everything about her being white—her hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, and her pale, unnerving skin. She appeared to be around 12 or 13 years old, with a small frame, but she felt that she was not young at all, as if she had lived a long time in that form. Around her were middle-aged women, all dressed in black, busy preparing medicine. She didn’t have control or power over them, but they followed her teachings to create the medicines. She knew the formulas for making the medicine as if it were second nature, without needing to learn from anyone. Her life was a repetitive cycle, confined to this activity—neither happy nor sad, indifferent, emotionless. The atmosphere here was eerie, but not dark. Over time, the women in black grew old and died, one by one. The house became increasingly desolate, yet her appearance never changed; she still looked like a 12-13-year-old girl. Then, one day, she suddenly felt it was enough—no need to continue any longer. She sat by the window, and her entire body dissolved into ash, dusting the furniture in the house.
Returning to the day you were born, you see an elderly woman, beautiful, holding a newborn baby from a rocky ledge. She hands the baby to a man with a horse-drawn cart, and he takes the child to the wooden house where the women in black care for it.
As for why the people in the wooden house are so dedicated to making medicines and what the medicines are for, you see the finished potions being delivered to the same man with the horse-drawn cart. He takes them to a castle and gives them to a senior woman, beautiful, powerful, and sharp. Oh, this woman is the same one who held the baby on the rocky ledge. However, when she was on that mountain, she appeared very old, yet when receiving the potion, she looked young and beautiful.
And when you chose death after a century of existence, this mistress of the castle continued to live. Again, you return to the day you were born, and you see this elderly mistress talking to a winged dragon with brown horned scales, seemingly making some kind of agreement. Afterward, the dragon lays a transparent egg with a baby inside. After laying the egg, the dragon looks exhausted, and just a few days later, it dies.
When you asked why you saw this past life, the answer was to love more.
I’m still curious about why the dragon laid an egg with a baby, why the girl had to help prepare the potion for the mistress of the castle, what the agreement between the dragon and the mistress was, and why the reminder from this life was to love more.
These questions were answered after you returned home. Through a night’s sleep, the next day everything became clear and connected. You were the dragon. The dragon didn’t give birth to you, but it used its last bit of energy to transform into a baby. You were the last dragon of its kind, and the mistress of the castle was a witch. To maintain the species’ survival, the dragon made an agreement with her, but in return, it had to serve her, helping her maintain her youth and beauty. But after many years of preparing the elixirs, the girl felt that this life was too dependent and meaningless, so she no longer wanted to live. Because the fire dragon lost its fire essence, the girl became pale and weak.
This life explains your current personality: living too independently, not needing anyone, understanding the emotions of others but being indifferent to them. Therefore, you were reminded to love more. The man with the horse-drawn cart is also your current friend or someone who appears in your dreams where you exchange energy together.
You can choose to believe or not believe this story as a “past life.” As for me, I believe that children still need fairy tales and myths to grow up, and everything will be real until they no longer believe in it. But the lessons from these fairy tales remain valuable until we grow old and die. And who knows, when we die, we may realize that they were completely real. ^^