Late afternoon in Hanoi in July. A day after going to the Trưng sisters’ temple in Mê Linh to pray for rain, it still hasn’t rained. In fact, today was just as hot as yesterday was.
Then. . . late in the afternoon, this happened.
As if someone gave some kind of order, the heavens suddenly opened up and let down torrential rainfall. And that made me start to think. . .
In the twelfth century there was a drought. Emperor Lý Anh Tông ordered a Buddhist monk to pray for rain, and then after it did rain, he had a dream in which the Trưng sisters appeared and declared that they had brought the rain on orders from the Jade Emperor.
In 2014, I had a dream of a strange man with a vacuum cleaner. I then went to pray for rain at the Trưng sisters’ temple, and it rained.
Are these two events connected? I guess that’s really hard to know, but I’d like to believe that they are.
In the twelfth century, after the Trưng sisters brought rain, the historical record says that cool air blew over the people.
This evening in Hanoi, after the rain that just fell, there is also cool air blowing over the people. People are coming out from their homes, walking about the city. Everyone seems a little more relaxed. Everyone seems a little bit happier.
For that, I suppose we can thank the Trưng sisters, and enjoy a wonderful evening in Hanoi in July.