“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Today at 9.40 AM a telegram from Anne Healy informed me that Blanche Price died early today. I quit work at 10, did psy-time, trying to contact Blanche with no results. Then tried to sleep, thinking that it might be easier for her if I were in a dream state. Had difficulty falling asleep, wasn’t sleepy and at 11 decided to forget about it. Instead fell to sleep at once to have the following strange dream. I think it is a therapeutic one; I have been requesting one from the subconscious. It involves some projection, I think, and is one of those dreams where I was now and then aware of my dreaming condition. I’ve forgotten some of it, and am not sure of some of the early sequence.

[...] Now I am definitely back in the bed in which I am sleeping, trying to decipher the writing on the envelopes. [...] Made out a New York postmark and the first names of a couple, and their last name, now all forgotten. [...]

[...] Where are they all and now I work alone?" I almost chanted this, and more that I’ve forgotten. [...]

[...] We stood blocks away but could see the houses where ours was, it was night now, the bright colors of the houses showing clearly, though. [...]