“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane had a rather unexpected opportunity, also, to verify Seth’s diagnosis of the nodule on her left wrist yesterday afternoon. While on a walk to a neighborhood store she was given a ride by our family doctor. Sam Levine told her the nodule was harmless, the result of an injury, and called it a ganglion. He told her to leave it alone, saying it was protective and would probably disappear by itself. See Seth’s diagnosis on page 77. Needless to say, Jane was pleased that Seth was verified.

We will here embark upon our evening’s journeys.

You must understand that such occurrences are in no way unusual. If our dream interpretations appear complicated, it is because dreams are complicated, and we are viewing them from the entire group of levels in which they have meaning. To interpret them upon one level alone would be indeed simplicity in itself. But such interpretations lack any full validity, since they lack knowledge of that rich tapestry, the subconscious folds of which dreams are composed and in which they have their validity.

Most of all, the hand will clear up. It should not be babied in any way. The back exercises will help it also. The period after menstruation is good for salt. I will here close our session. I will be more than glad to hold a question and answer session, whenever you prefer.

(End at 11:11. Jane was dissociated as usual. Many months ago Seth had suggested putting the head of our bed to the north, without going into much detail as to reasons. He referred above to a question and answer session because I had mentioned the idea to Jane earlier in the day. We plan to work up a list of questions. The furnace reference concerns Jane’s manual operation today of the usually automatic gas heating plant in the house, after the thermostat developed some as yet undiagnosed trouble. In connection with the bed data, Jane has been mentioning for some time now that she has a vague soreness of the ribs on her left side.)

(Going down cellar at noon to check on the furnace, which had been acting up, I found three Venetian blinds, set out in plain sight where none had been the day before. I am sure of this because I was in the cellar yesterday also, because of the furnace trouble. Our landlord was with me, and told me that I could use the blinds, since someone in the house had obviously decided they no longer wanted to use these. So I took them.

(Last night, the washing machine in the cellar sprang a leak, a pipe rupturing, and flooded the cellar. Our water was cold this morning. Inspecting the cellar after breakfast, Jane discovered a foot of water there, and of course immediately called the landlord.)