Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa

one had to do. But what I really liked was to have my mother
tell true stories about her immediate family and close relatives.
It seems a far cry from where I am now, sitting in the apart-
ment of a high-rise building, to those days when home was a
house of your own and comfort was sitting by a blazing log fire
on a winter's evening.
While the experiences unfolded in mother's quiet voice, I
would picture a little girl around five years old being taken to
stay with her grandmother who lived a long way from the big
city where she had been born and which was her home. Al-
though I had never been away from MY family I tried to feel
what it must be like for the little girl trying to adapt herself to
life in a village with people who were strangers to her, even if
they were blood relations. There was very little said about her
Grandpa but Grandma apparently had forgotten anything she
might have known about the needs of small girls.
In the beginning the arrangement was meant to be just
temporary, while the child's mother was recovering from a
malady which had been causing concern. However, the days
passed, then weeks, dragging on into months and years, and
my mother never did return to the place of her birth; so, in
the end she came to look upon various cousins with whom she
associated as more her family than her real sisters and
brothers.
As I look back through the years I still remember some of
the interesting sleep-experiences she used to relate. In those
days I probably put it down to ‘unusual dreams’ but in the
light of future developments it seems mother was seeing into
the future. She told how, in a dream, she had seen what she
referred to as horseless carriages and this was as a young girl,
before the turn of the century. As well as experiencing pre-
cognition, she must also have looked into the past for she told
of seeing bowls of white light, of an unearthly whiteness; and
she believed her dream had taken her to a city of a former
civilization. Pictures of people, too, were in evidence; but the
subjects did not remain still, rather they moved about-
advancing towards one.
Needlework and reading provided the main part of our re-
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