“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(On Tuesday night, June 22, I had five dreams which I wrote in my dream notebook the next morning. Dream number five was a very short one, in color. In it I found myself approaching a certain traffic light in my car. I was on a side street, two blocks from the printing plant where I work. In the dream I sat waiting for some little time for the light to turn green, giving me access to the main highway, Lake Street. I seldom take this route in actuality, since this particular light is set to favor the heavy flow of traffic on Lake Street. Anyone approaching it as I did in my dream can wait for up to a couple of minutes for it to change.

(As usual, after writing down the dream upon arising I promptly forgot it. I left the house for work. Sometimes I drive to work by different routes, for variety. On this particular morning, June 23, I did so. I then found myself traveling down this particular side street, approaching the light in question, but without remembering the dream to this moment.

(When I was a few car lengths from the light, the dream suddenly popped into my mind. Just as in the dream, I found myself stopping for a red light. The effect was so startling that I at once began to wonder whether it was possible to act out dream suggestions in waking life. My self-questioning was particularly intriguing because I could have chosen from a half-dozen routes to work; yet I had picked a course that enabled me to act out the dream of the night before, while not being consciously aware of the dream.)

The ego that ignores too many of the possibilities of the inner self is soon in dire difficulty, and is forced to realize that it has been considering survival in a very limited light.