“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane’s first thought was to skip the session, but as the party downstairs got under way in a quiet fashion, and we were not called upon as 9 PM approached, she decided to hold it as usual.

We will now continue with our previous discussion, and carry it further. There are indeed connections between what is called ectoplasm and the composition of dream images. They are not the same thing, but they are closely allied. What is called the astral body is also composed of some of the same components.

It goes without saying that dream images certainly have form to the dreamer, even as physical objects have form. The astral body also has a form. These forms do not take up space in the way that physical objects do. There is less density, but there is still observable form. The images that appear in dreams exist as forms in another dimension. They are free of the necessity to follow physical rules of time and growth. They are constructed more immediately and directly and spontaneously than are physical objects.

Dream images, not astral projections, operate within certain electrical limits, limits that form the boundaries of the dream universe. Dream images are nevertheless almost fibrous projections, almost a thinned-out composition, more plastic basically than physical matter, but composed of a number of the same properties. For again there must be this connection between the nature of dreams and the matter of physical reality.

We will use an analogy for its excellent implications. It is as if the personality in sleep projected out of himself bits of himself, of his own physical matter, thinned out, stretched into an amazing plasticity; plastic properties that can change instantly from one form to another. He goes out with these portions of himself, but because of the nature of reality projections cannot be recalled.

(“I’m all goose-pimply thinking about everything. All kinds of decisions. I’m waiting for them to totter down on us like a pile of bricks.” She grinned sheepishly. He sat down, but she stared at the table. Everything seemed threatened, curled at the edges, burnt black and in need of replacement. Her wide gray eyes were anxious, her slim almost boyish body had an impatient agility. She shook her head emphatically so that her short curly black hair bobbed up and down.