(Minghui.org) I used to practice Falun Dafa with my parents when I was a child but stopped after the persecution began in 1999.

Although I started practicing again in June 2018, I haven't been diligent. I am attached to comfort. I have a hard time waking up in the morning, and I get sleepy when I read Dafa books in the evening.

I had a dream a few days ago that I remember vividly.

It was summer and my mother and I were in the yard trying to cool off. We were talking about sharing a small watermelon to quench our thirst.

When I cut open the fruit, I was horrified. Instead of juicy, red flesh, it was filled with black insects that looked like ants with lots of legs. They crawled out of the melon and onto my legs and stomach. I awoke, terrified.

I sat up, in the middle of the night, and couldn't get back to sleep. I sent righteous thoughts, and I wondered why I'd had such a horrible dream.

I thought that Master, the founder of Falun Dafa, was probably pointing something out to me, so I looked inward.

I realized that I have been pretty lazy. I like to watch television soap operas and spend time on social media and forums. I rarely send righteous thoughts, don't often do the exercises, and don't guard my xinxing well.

I realized that the black insects were degenerated substances that have been accumulating in my dimensional field. If I didn't clean them up and rectify myself, the consequences would be grave. I used to dream of flying or floating a few stories high in the air. Instead, I had the insect dream, which was very frightening and reflected my cultivation state.

I hope my experience will remind practitioners to pay attention to sending righteous thoughts no matter how busy we are. And let's do well the three things we are expected to do.