Honoured by so many spiritist houses that adopted her name; author of several books psychographed by Chico Xavier, among them: "Our Father", “Friendship”, “Words of the Heart”, “Primer of the Good”, “Gospel at Home”, “God Waits”, “Mother”, etc... and yet so little known because of the testimonies she had to give in life, Irma de Castro - her baptismal name - was an example of resignation in the face of pain, which took away all the pleasures that life could allow a young woman full of dreams and hopes. Meimei was born on 22 October 1922, in the city of Mateus Leme - MG and moved to Belo Horizonte in 1934, where she met Arnaldo Rocha, whom she married at the age of 22, becoming Irma de Castro Rocha. The marriage lasted only two years, as she died at the age of 24, on 1 October 1946, in the city of Belo Horizonte-MG, from generalised complications due to chronic nephritis.

Throughout his childhood, Meimei had problems with his tonsils. Her gluteal region was scarred by the injections. Shortly after her marriage, she suffered from the disease again and had to undergo an operation to have the glands removed. Unfortunately, after the operation, a small piece remained in her body, giving rise to all the drama she would face, as the condition was complicated by kidney problems that culminated in high blood pressure and cranial hypertension.

Due to hypertension, she began to suffer from eye complications, progressively losing her sight and having to stay in a dark room day and night, and in the last two days of her life she was completely blind. During the last days of her life, her suffering increased. She had to undergo weekly urine and blood tests and bone marrow punctures. According to Arnaldo Rocha, her husband, Meimei lived this period with great resignation, humility and patience.

The last moments were very painful. Her lungs failed and he suffered acute oedema which caused her to bleed from the mouth. Her last thirty minutes of life were filled with despair and anguish. But at the end of this period, with the end of her physical life, her body regained the calm expression that had always characterised her. Meimei was buried in the Bonfim cemetery in Belo Horizonte.

About fifty days after the disincarnation of his wife, Arnaldo Rocha, deeply saddened, accompanied by his brother Orlando, who was a spiritist, was walking along Santos Dumont Avenue, in Belo Horizonte, when he saw the medium Chico Xavier. Arnaldo was not a spiritist and had never enjoyed the medium's company until that moment. Almost ten years ago, he had been introduced to him very briefly. He must have been a little over twelve years old. What happened there, at that moment, completely changed his life. And he himself recounts what happened: "Chico looked at me and said": “Well friends, it's our Arnold, he is sad, thin, full of nostalgia for dear Meimei”... Caressing me, with his own tenderness, he said: “Let me see, my son, the portrait of our Meimei that you keep in your wallet”. And so, after looking at the portrait that Arnold had presented to him, Chico said: "Our dear Princess Meimei is very anxious to talk to you!"

And that night, at a meeting held at the home of some spiritist friends in Belo Horizonte, Meimei left her first psychographed message. And over the years, Chico revealed to his closest friends that Meimei was the same Blandina mentioned by André Luiz in "Between Earth and Heaven" (chapters 9 and 10), who lived in the spiritual city of "Nosso Lar"; she also said that she was the same Blandina, daughter of Taciano and Helena, described by Emmanuel in the novel "Ave Cristo", who lived in the 3rd century after Jesus.

Finally, it only remains to say that "Meimei" was an affectionate nickname that the Arnando-Irma couple started using after reading a short story entitled "A Moment in Beijing" by an American author. The two started calling each other "My Meimei". And, according to Arnando, Chico couldn't have known that.

(Meimei - a Chinese expression meaning "pure love")

One night, we smelled a delicious perfume. Intimately, I thought it was the same one that Meimei used to wear. I was surprised when I noticed that the corridor was gradually getting brighter, as if someone was walking down it carrying a torch. Suddenly, the light went out. Moments later, the room lit up again. In the centre of the room stood a luminescent statue. A veil covered his face. She raised both arms and, with ethereal elegance, removed it, running her hands over her head, causing a cascade of beautiful black hair to fall to her waist. It was Meimei. She looked at me, greeted me and walked over to where I was sitting. She was dressed in a light, sheer fabric. She looked beautiful. I got up to embrace her and felt her spiritual heartbeat. We kissed fraternally and she caressed my face and played with my ears. As I praised her beauty, the fragrance she exuded, the elegance of her clothes, in her subdued femininity, she said to me: "Well, my Meimei, here too we care about personal presentation! Helping our fellow men, fraternal work makes us more beautiful and, after all, I am a woman! I have prepared myself for you, young man! You wouldn't like an ugly Meimei!"