I've thought about this memory at least 3 times in the last 3 months so I figured I should write about it...
I was watching a show about Hitchcock and thinking of scary things. Scary things led my mind to scary events - in my life. (Don't ask me how my brain works, I just go with the flow and try to have fun!)
Now, coming from a Soul with "death by drowning" among her past lives, this is pretty damn scary.
I must have been about 9 or 10 years old. I don't know why, I don't remember, but my foster brother told me I had to go into the backyard well. He lowered me down with rope and said he'd be right back and left. I was at least 15 feet underground, standing in a few inches of water. I don't recall how long I waited for him to come back....
I screamed for what seemed like hours and until my throat was hoarse, I cried for a while, and then I disappeared. I just plain don't remember anything else. I don't remember getting out, but obviously I did. Strange the way the mind will protect you.
I used to wonder if maybe I developed multiple personalities as a result to such trauma. But I've realized, backed up by that ever so handy - "popular opinion" - that I just invented "survival" techniques. For every situation - hell- that was what my childhood was like.
And today, I've used those various techniques to evolve. If I'm in a situation where those techniques would come in handy, I'm able to see "why". And this site is called Echoes of Why, afterall :-)