I was at work in one of the large rooms covered in dark grey tar paper. Someone was pulling down the tar paper and exposing the wooden 2 by 4s behind it. I walked forward to help when suddenly I realized that this was not what my work place actually looked like. This was a dream and now I was lucid within it. But what to do now that I was here? Surely I didn't want to waste this opportunity. I pondered frantically for a few seconds and then I remembered I wanted to meet my guides. I looked around quickly and saw a female dressed in white standing by a hallway wall.

I went up to her and asked, "Are you real?"

"No," she answered.

I was taken aback. She did not look plasticlike and she had spoken, two things that set her apart from regular thought forms. But yet I could sense no emotion or personality from her. Finally I decided she was real but testing me. Had I detected maybe a note of sarcasm in her answer or was that in my imagination? I wasn't sure.

"Are you one of the ones that guides my life?" I then asked her. As I said it, I pondered life's trials and wondered what kind of hard advice she might have for me. She was walking now with her back turned to me, but briefly she turned her head to look at me and said, "I am also responsible for the good things." At first I was suprised, but then I realized that I had been thinking only of negative hard things in my life, as if all learning must be hard.

A split second passed and I found her sitting at a desk typing on a computer. She had an air of concentration about her. I wondered is she was looking at my life on her computer. Then the dream ended.