Sao Lao

On August 14th I had a dream about my deceased Grandmother again. I think it had something to do with talking about her with my mother a few days before. My mother told me how my two uncles in Laos wanted to have a new Tad for my Grandparents. Apparently the two uncles are not able to sleep well at night since they are experiencing nightmares lately with their parents being angry with them. I can only wonder if this has to do with a bit of guilt since the two uncles sold all their inheritances to pay for their gambling addiction. I am not a judge or jury on this matter.

After talking to my mother I called my Grand-Mama in Pakse and she told me about how they will have Boun Haw Khao Padab Din in a few weeks. I then told her about my uncles wanting to have some sort of ceremony and a new Tad for my Grandparents. I also told her about not having seen my Grandmother in my dream anymore. I said to my Grand-Mama perhaps I should think of my Grandmother in Lao language and also talk to her before going to sleep at night.

I don’t know if it possible to make yourself dream about something you want to dream about. I am too busy to check on reading materials on dream subject. But for three nights as I was getting ready for bed. I spoke in Lao to my Grandmother and told her that I missed her and if it is possible, please come talk to me. On the third night (August 14th) I had a dream about her in the early hours of (August 15th).

In a dream, I am walking around at a market, somewhere in Laos. There is a water fountain with Buddhist Monks standing next to the fountain. I join a group of people that are waiting to wash their hands and feeling happy to be able to feel a cool water on my hands since it is a hot day.

After washing my hands, I walk around the market and heard a phone ring. A lady picks up a phone which is white with long white cord. Someone on the other end is asking for a girl name Pet (duck). The lady makes an announcement, asking for someone named Pet to come to the phone. After a few minutes, there is no reply. Here I am walking around, looking at various goods at the market and then realized that I have a nickname of little ducky. I raised my hand and said I have a name of duck and went to pick up the phone. Well you know already from the title of the post who is on the other end of the phone. It is my deceased Grandmother.

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I have to confess that I am a very strange person because I talk to people during my sleep. My youngest sister thought it was funny when I was at home last year and we were sharing a bed and I told her not to wake me up because I was having a good dream. She said I woke her up because I was giggling. She asked me what was so funny and I told her to be quiet and that I am in the middle of a very nice dream and don’t want to wake up. I can recall that dream with being at a very beautiful place and experiencing a warmth sensation and I heard my sister talking to me. I didn’t wan to wake up and was fighting my best to stay in a dream state and so I told her to be quiet and went back to my dream.

I dream a great deal and at times would take things in real life into my dreams. For example as a high school student, I would be completing my Calculus problem during my sleep and would wake up to write down the answer. During my undergrad years, I would continue writing essays while sleeping. Perhaps my brain doesn’t know that I am resting and continue to work during night time.

I also dream about dead relatives and would carry on conversation with them like with my Grandmother and my sister in particular. I knew that they are dead and used to be afraid of my sister. But now I talk to her and not afraid of her anymore. My Grandmother and my sister didn’t appear in my dream for many months. The last time I had a dream about my Grandmother was last year. In a dream she appeared and told me how much she and her mother missed my mother and me. My Grandmother said she wanted me to go live with her but I told her no since I knew she meant I would be living with her in the after life. Before having this particular dream, I had a prior dream about visiting both my Great-Grandmother and my Grandmother in the after life. Perhaps those two dreams are related somehow.

When I said no to Grandmother she told me she will go take my mother to live with her. I told her that she shouldn’t do that because my siblings need their mother. I told my Grandmother that rather than taking my mother to live with them, I would go in her place instead since I have no family to care about. She agreed and vanished into thin air. This conversation was taking place at where I am sitting right now, in the computer room.

Then the dream change with me sleeping on my bed. I am experiencing death and having warmth sensation and feeling energy being released out of my body. I look out the window and saw three angels with white gowns and wings and all, just like how they are depicted in paintings and movies. I can see a bright glow around them and they are calling me to go outside. The next thing I knew I was dead. I am now floating by the ceiling, looking at my body on the bed.

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