After the party stopped, I’m sure for a little soak, they hiked a bit further to what ended up being the healing place. But for the moment there were only a few houses and a teak forest. The king inquired as to their names, and where might be a good place to pray and embrace Samadhi? The residents, Akuwu people, said they were simple country people and the best place to pray was a short walk to the northeast to a holy rock, where they traditionally prayed. They accompanied the King to the place of the stone, where he meditated daily and Ramong began to recover. When finally better he didn’t want to go back to the palace but preferred to stay in the area. He asked his dad, the King, to build a village for him and the priest to build an ashram to study and pray.