March 2014 — Koh’s Ordination as a Buddhist Monk
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Ordaining Koh into monkhood in March 2014 was one of the most meaningful and unforgettable experiences of my life in Thailand. It marked his 21st birthday — a symbolic moment when a young Thai man steps into maturity, gratitude, and spiritual discipline. For me, it was also a moment of deep pride, love, and humility.
The Day the Hair is Cut
The ordination began early in the morning, in the quiet space behind the temple. A monk gently explained each step, and then the traditional ritual began.
Family members must take part in the ceremony, and I was deeply honoured to join.
First, Koh sat calmly on a small stool while his head was shaved. The atmosphere was peaceful — no music, no noise, only the sound of the razor and the chanting from the temple hall nearby. It felt solemn and sacred. Koh did not speak much; his eyes were calm, focused, and full of determination.
When all his hair had been removed, I was invited to pour blessed water over his upper body — a symbolic act of purification before entering monkhood. I remember that moment so clearly: the warm water running across his shoulders, the early morning light through the trees, and my own overwhelming sense of gratitude that he allowed me to be part of this milestone.
Dressing in the White Ceremonial Robes
After the cleansing, Koh changed into the traditional white garments worn before receiving the saffron robe. The white represents purity of intention — a sign that he steps forward with a clean heart.
The photos from this moment are among the most beautiful I have: Koh standing tall in white, surrounded by family and friends, his face serene and radiant. This was the moment he transformed from an ordinary young man into a soon-to-be monk.
Inside the Temple — A Ceremony of Respect and Devotion
As the ceremony continued inside the temple, the atmosphere changed: bells chimed softly, incense filled the air, and monks chanted ancient Pali verses. Koh approached the monks with deep respect, bowing low three times — once for the Buddha, once for the Dhamma, once for the Sangha.
Then, in a gentle and precise ritual, he was taught how to wear the saffron monk’s robe. Every fold has meaning. Every gesture carries tradition.
I took my place close by, listening, watching, and absorbing the sacredness of the moment. I felt a deep admiration for Koh — for his maturity, his devotion, and his wish to honour his family and ancestors through this ancient Thai tradition.
A Gift to His Family — And to Himself
For many Thai families, a son entering monkhood is one of life’s greatest blessings.
For me, it felt like the perfect symbol of Koh’s strength and character — generous, respectful, and thoughtful. It was a spiritual gift he offered to his mother, to our family, and to Buddha’s teachings.
A Day Filled With Beauty, Tradition, and Love
The photos from this day — Koh without hair, the water pouring ritual, the white garments, the temple interior, and finally his first moments as a monk — tell a powerful story of tradition, gratitude, and faith.
It was an honour to stand beside him. A privilege I will never forget.
