21st May 2018. Our first blog post seems to suggest a possible destination for our summer
holiday. A sound-sensation starts in familiar fashion at
her feet, circulating from the soles to approximately her solar plexus. The
energy pauses there for a second or two, before moving to her crown. The entire
progression takes around twenty seconds. As the movement completes, the
sequence starts. Next to her, I lie in oblivious sleep, facing in the opposite
direction on my right side; my accustomed resting position.
The transition today is rapid, and within seconds she and her grandmother are descending
like a rocket, still hand-in-hand. She opens her eyes and can see white
everywhere, white dragons, a white bridge decorated with big snakes and yet more dragons
leading to an ornately decorated white temple. Sculptured hands with
red-painted fingernails line both sides of the path, many of them offering fruit
or food as if to heaven. She asks her grandmother for the name of this place. They call this the White Temple. It’s in the
north of Thailand, in a place called Chiang Rai. Can you remember this word? W-A-T
R-O-N-G-K-H-U-N.
She has only enough time to walk across the bridge towards
the structure, still accompanied by her grandmother. I’m woken by the sound of
her talking in her sleep and turn to see her sit up in bed. Later, she says she wants to
dream a bit more to recall some features so that she can draw a sketch for the
blog. I am certain she will dream again and accomplish this in the coming days.
