And you must pray also, importune God and direct the sight of your soul to the King of the World who was here and sanctified this place." The Hutuktu placed the hatyk on the shoulder of the Buddha and, prostrating himself on the carpet before the altar, whispered the words of prayer.

Then he raised his head and beckoned me to him with a slight movement of his hand.
"Look at the dark space behind the statue of Buddha and he will show your beloved to you." Readily obeying his deep-voiced command, I began to look into the dark niche behind the figure of the Buddha.

Soon out of the darkness began to appear streams of smoke or transparent threads.

They floated in the air, becoming more and more dense and increasing in number, until gradually they formed the bodies of several persons and the outlines of various objects.

I saw a room that was strange to me with my family there, surrounded by some whom I knew and others whom I did not.