So my Mom visited me last night. For most people that is not an unusual statement – but in my case it is odd. My mother died last October.

I have had spirit visitations before and have learned to identify them because they always start with the same conversation. I am surprised to see them because I thought they were dead. They assure me they aren’t dead – then they show or teach me something that I did not know before – which eventually turns out to be true.

The dream started with my mom laying in a bed. I assumed she was dead – until she sat up on the edge of the bed. I took her hand in mine and found it was brown and withered – but I understood it was a good sign. Her body was returning to the earth as it should.

Then we traveled around the world. I felt like I saw everything and nothing at the same time. At the end of the dream we rested at what seemed to be the top of the world – the North Pole. I knew it was getting time to wake up for work and told her I had to leave. I asked her to come with me but she said she was going to hang out with her friend. That is when I noticed a woman of about 20 who was dressed in 70’s clothing. It felt like a high school friend that died young. Now she was acting as my mothers guide. Come too think of it my mom suddenly seemed to appear very young as well. Maybe late 20’s early 30’s.

The next thing I knew I was flying through brilliant blue skies. Below me were several orange stone buildings with intricately carved towers. They were close together on a piece of property that was surrounded by a stone fence about chest high. There was also something that looked like a large rectangle altar or a small building pressed against the fence on one side. From my vantage point it was not clear. I knew it was a holy place of some sort.

I did not recognise the architecture and wondered where it was. MY thoughts were, “This place is beautiful! I must go there. Where am I?”

Then I heard a disembodied voice say, “Laos. L-a_o_s”

..and I woke up.

I had never thought of Laos before. I wasn’t sure where it was – nor did I even know how to pronounce it correctly until my boss corrected me later today.

I did a lot of googling to see if I can find the place in my dreams. Most temples that come up in Laos on the internet are pagoda like structures. With a change of keywords I was able to find a picture that looks remotely like what I saw. It is a book on Amazon: Guide To Khmer Temples in Thailand and Laos

It is the same type of architecture – but the colour is wrong. I think I may be onto something though. I do not know why I saw this place in my dream. It didn’t come with any sort of story like my Peruvian or Scottish past life visions provided.

All I know is my vision showed me something real that I have never been exposed to pictures of.

To be continued….