Lady of the Realm
By Hoa Pham
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Lady of the Realm - Hoa Pham
PROLOGUE
Looking back over the years, it seems that time stretches and contracts, depending on my experience of each moment. Some moments are etched in my memory, like the sunlight patterning the water in the river, ethereal moments captured only by my mind. Other longer stretches of time are a blur, marked only by rituals and meditative pauses that remind me that I am still alive. More poignant are the memories of what I have lost, assuaged only after years of suffering by the wisdom and compassion I have gained.
Quan Âm listens to the sufferings of the world, as does the Lady of the Realm.
The past is entwined with the present, as is the future. Being mindful of each moment can make peace possible. I’ve only experienced peace for a few years, but having this experience makes me hopeful that times of peace can come again.
Unfortunately it will be too late for the dead.
HIẾU,
LOVE OF FAMILY
SOUTH VIETNAM, 1962
The story began long ago … it is old. Older than my body, my mother’s, my grandmother’s … For years we have been passing it on. So our daughters and granddaughters may continue to pass it on.
TRINH MINH-HÀ
Women, Native Other
Once I was young and carefree of the world. Those times seem idyllic to me, but only in recollection.
The Lady first called to me in a dream. I was pleasantly exhausted from another day of fishing with my family, the salt tang on my lips, caking my hair, covering my skin. I was wedged comfortably between my mother and my sister and fell into heavy sleep.
My dream was underwater. I could breathe and I walked on the ocean floor surrounded by brittle corals and bones. When I looked closer I saw rib cages and human skulls among the debris. Fish brushed past me, indifferent to my presence. Then I saw human bodies floating by, bloated on the ocean surface. Fishermen from my village, their blood trailing in the water.
Shocked awake, I sat up. I clutched at my mother’s heavy body wanting her to reassure me. But she was sound asleep. In the darkness my eyes teared up at the vision of the dead people. What was the goddess trying to tell me?
I lay back down again and was sucked back into sleep.
In the morning I went to the đình, the village square, where a wooden effigy of the Lady of the Realm was kept in the centre hall. Bowing to Bà, my grandmother, who tended the shrine, I clutched a bunch of purple wildflowers for the Lady, and a rice cake from my breakfast. Bà opened up the hall for me and bade me enter.
I bowed to the wooden figurine shrouded in the shade of the morning sun. She wore a bright pink cloth veil made by my grandmother, and her serene face bore a half-smile. The hall always had a hush about it due to the meditating and worship for the Lady and I walked slowly on the hallowed ground.
Bà stood behind me as I offered my flowers to the goddess. As I recounted my dream my fingers began to tremble and I wished to cry again.
Child that is a dire dream,
Bà told me. She enveloped me in her arms and I received the comfort I rarely received from my busy mother.
It’s a message from the goddess.
But who would kill our people like that?
I asked innocently.
Invaders from the North. The Việt Minh want to control all of Vietnam,
Bà told me.
What do we do?
I will tell our village head. We should post watchmen to look out while we are fishing and plan our hiding places. And we shall pray to the Lady of the Realm and thank her for her warning.
I nodded, reassured. The village head, Bác, was grandmother’s nephew and would do what she said. I bowed again before the Lady, and prayed to her that my dream would not come to pass.
But my stomach still cramped with misery from my dream and my tears still threatened when I went out to help gut the fish from the morning catch.
What’s wrong with you?
snapped my sister.
I had a nightmare,
I mumbled, knowing better than to ask for sympathy.
Hhhmph!
she dismissed turning her attention back to Học, the fisherman she had been flirting with.
I turned back to the messy fish guts on my hands and wanted to vomit. Swallowing bile I willed myself not to be sick, though all I wanted to do was to curl up in bed.
That afternoon was the day of my first bleeding. I first thought I had wet myself during our afternoon nap-time. I bled through my pants and snuck out to the river to wash them in shame. I was so miserable I did not notice Bà until she put a comforting hand on my shoulder.
You are now a woman Liên,
Bà told me proudly and patted me on the arm.
At that moment, it was the last thing I would have wished on anybody.
That afternoon I met up with Tài, my closest friend. He was standing in the river opening up the fish traps in the fast-running current.
What’s wrong Liên?
he asked, clambering up to me, after spotting my miserable hunched-up form by the riverbank.
I reddened under his caring gaze.
I’m bleeding,
I whispered embarrassed under my breath. "Like