last nights dream

Last night I dreamt of India. In it, I was at the orphanage again, on the road trying to take a picture of a beautiful sunset.
The sky was red with shapes and when I attempted to take the shot, I noticed my camera weighed about one battery less than it usually does. As I started to search for the missing part, rockets started landing in the field in front of me. They were being shot at me from the kids at the orphanage. They didn't realize it was me.

Fortunately, these rockets had no explosive dynamic. If there were going to do any real damage, they would have to hit the victim directly or trap him under one. Because of the distance, I was able to see where the rockets were going to land and move accordingly. It was more discouraging than dangerous as I continued to attempt to find my camera battery.

It reminded me of how much beauty can be in the midst of danger. How suffering often coexists with joy. I think as I was spending time looking for my camera battery, I was missing out on the slowly descending sunset. Rockets had to come so I can redirect my focus on what's really important.