This entry is brought to you by the year 2011.
Dreams are important and can hold important information. You've probably heard that dreams have meaning, and that you should interpret them to find the meaning. But the most important messages that come in the form of dreams need no interpretation: they are directly stated to you, in plain English.
One time in eighth grade I decided that I was too heavy and that I was going on a diet. So I severely restricted my diet. While I wasn't quite anorexic, I ate much less than what would be considered healthy for weight loss. Then one night, I had this dream. There was this oldish lady, and she was looking at me very sadly. I said, "Grandmother, what's wrong with me?" She didn't look like either of my grandmothers but that's what I called her. She said, "your age." I was too young. "What else?" And she continued to look at me very sadly, and after a few moments of silence she said, "what you ate yesterday." I wasn't eating enough. We hugged, a very large hug. And then I was lying awake in bed, thinking about how weird that was. I didn't believe in spirits at this time, but I thought this might be an important message.
But I didn't follow her advice, I continued on my diet. After three weeks of being hungry all the time, I quit. Trouble was, that wasn't the end. Even after I started eating more, I still felt different: lower, depressed, and obsessed with food. I didn't enjoy anything besides eating and sleeping. Later I discovered that stimulants were the answer to this problem (yes, drugs were the answer), but I can't help feeling that I should have followed the dream lady's advice and eaten more, and maybe I wouldn't feel like I have to be on drugs all the time, because I still feel that way to this day, and that was ten years ago.
The night before last, the spirits again came to me in a dream. I was having nightmare, but I don't remember what it was about, because even as this dream was unfolding it was rapidly slipping away from me. Then it occurred to me that this was a dream, which was a rare and remarkable thing, because I usually only have lucid dreams upon falling back asleep after being awake for awhile during the night, or after something really weird happens in my dream. Something like, say, I'm standing in the bathroom, and a girl comes in with a knife and starts hacking away at my brains (that happened a few nights ago). So I realized it was a dream, and I asked why I was having this nightmare. Then the spirits were there. They told me I needed to leave Innercept, I had been at Innercept too long. I asked them to elaborate, they said it wasn't necessarily a bad thing that I had come to Innercept, or even that I had been in the first part of the program for so long, but that I had spent too much time at the hospital and in intensive transition, the place I'm at now. I knew these places were expensive so the first thing that occurred to me was that this was about money, so I asked if that's what it was about. They didn't answer. Then I realized, "Hey, I'm talking to the spirits!" I asked if my book was going to published. At this point I was surrounded by several girls, or young women I guess. One of them asked me if I could handle it if it wasn't published. I said I didn't know. They all laughed. Then they all said, "yes, it will be published." Each and every one of them told me this individually.
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