I need to return to Cambodia

I need to return to Cambodia. It came upon me a few weeks ago and it just will not stop nagging at me. I want, neh, really HAVE to visit the temple ruins of Angkor Wat in Cambodia. I have no idea how I can get there, and the fact that I have not ever been to Cambodia in this life doesn't seem to change anything.

I remember being a little girl and absolutely needing to go the South of France. I didn't know where it was or what it was, only a place. But once I heard it existed at all, I had a driving need to be there. 20 years later, I took myself there. Alone. And I felt completely right there. Totally balanced as a person. I spent 10 days there and everywhere I walked, I felt at home. Like I knew every corner.

I found my way everywhere with ease and spoke French in a matter of days. When I returned home, I spoke French for 2 weeks and translated in my head for longer than that. I knew then, now 20+ years ago, that the South of France is where I will die.

I know that no matter what happens in my life, I will be walking along the promenade in Nice and I will be living alone in Provence, a very old lady, and that is where my life will end. And it feels ok.

Those are two of my places. I have some others where I fel like I have lived there before. Likewise, I am completely repelled by certain other places and cultures. It's such a strange feeling to 'know' things you just don't know.

"Many Lives, Many Masters" I really wish I could meet with the author of that book.