India

This morning/afternoon, I woke up to my mom entering my room, telling me it was 3:00pm.

"WHAT!" I exclaimed, "That crazy, I was just having super strange, intense dreams..."

I knew from the moment I woke up that my dreams were significant, but I couldn't remember what they were about. I always find it irritating when I am unable to recall a vivid dream I just awoke from less than five minutes ago.

I went on with my day, and later was checking facebook. The first post I saw was from a friend of mine who said the were going to Iceland tomorrow.

India! That's it! I remembered!

The post brought me back to a part of my dream where I posted on facebook that I was on my way to India.

It was a completely random dream. Typically my dreams reflect my recent adventures, but this particular dream was one of those out-of-the-box/where-did-that-come-from dream.

I dreamt my family won a trip to a Disney Theme park someone in the world, but where was a surprise. We all went aboard this jet filled with other who had won the same trip---everyone was eager with anticipation to find out where in the world we were going. At some point on the flight, the beans were spilled. We were going to INDIA! Thus, I posted on facebook: on my way to India---crazy!

India was a bit surprising, but we were all excited to visit another country and we believed without a doubt it would be fun. When we arrived we were escorted by the Disney staff, but behind them were people broken, hurt, and dying. We were unable to speak with anyone because they spoke a different language.

The Disney people escorted us to a roller coaster which we gladly hopped on. The roller coaster took us through the town, and we saw more hungry, hurting, abandoned, and broken people who were looking at us with utter resentment.

It was hard to enjoy the ride when you see so many people in pain. My heart went out to the people, but we all felt so helpless. What could we do?

That  is all I could recall from the dream, but I shared it with my parents and it brought about some good conversation. We all are considering how we can better love our neighbors and help those in need. We are incredibly blessed, but sometimes it is hard to enjoy when you know people around you are in need. I don't believe feeling guilty for the blessings is the appropriate response, but rather acting out in love and care for those in need. We can start in our corner of the world, but I do hope someday to travel the world and impact more than just our city.