Welcome to Andyland
It is 02:58 AM as I write this. If you don’t know who I am, I am a dream researcher. The reason I am a dream researcher is that I once thought dreams had no meaning but my wife, Kitty, kept telling me that my dreams were coming true. She had to be wrong but she kept on saying it. It was annoying. Kitty wasn’t satisfied with my logical explanations.
“You told me a dream two weeks ago and it just happened. Don’t tell me I got the details mixed up. It was only two weeks ago.”
The way I looked at it, there were three possibilities:
She didn’t accurately remember a dream I’d described to her
She had gotten two or more dreams mixed up
She had creatively interpreted a dream about one thing to make it suit a later observation
Every time I thought I’d finally won the battle, there was a new dream and she’d comment again that it had come true. The easiest solution might have been to stop telling her my dreams. Instead, I started keeping a dream journal. A dream journal could settle the issue quickly. I’d write out all my dreams every night in handwritten dated entries. As soon as Kitty thought one had come true, I could go find the corresponding dream and show her she was mistaken.
I started the journal on September 15, 1989. I am still keeping track of my dreams. Kitty was right. The journal proved it within days of starting it.
At first, I was fascinated that I had so many dreams that clearly related to highly specific future incidents. That was just the beginning. Now, I do not look at the precognitive dreams as very interesting. They were a necessary stepping stone to other dreams that were far more meaningful.
When I started the journal project, I was an atheist. No longer. I believe in God because of my dreams.
I ignored my spiritual dreams at first. Then one day there was a flood in our basement. It soaked my collection of journals. Kitty and I brought them upstairs and dried them out one page at a time with hair dryers. While doing this, I couldn’t help but read some of the entries. I was surprised how many had exclusively spiritual content. I hadn’t paid attention before because there was nothing in the waking world to compare them to. However, read together, they all made sense and they were fascinating.
Later, I had a few dreams that indicated I should share the dreams. I wrote a book about them, then I earned a PhD at King’s College, London. While I was doing that, I wrote a few peer-reviewed journal articles about my dreams. My goal was to establish the foundation for discussing the spiritual dreams by first laying out the evidence for my other paranormal dreams.
That work is done. Now, welcome to this platform, where I intend to share some very special dreams, some of which you may find answer some important questions. Some may be uncomfortable. I can’t help that. I write about the dreams I’ve had, not the dreams others might wish I had instead.
It is now 3:22 in the morning. I couldn’t sleep because I’ve been delaying this long enough. The political situation in our world has never been more terrifying to me, and some of these dreams of mine appear to be very relevant to our times.
Decide for yourself.