“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now. We are speaking of probabilities, my friend. Your own wishes, expectations and attitudes gave rise to this assignment from your acquaintance, Ward. You did this quite unconsciously, and you made the contact in a dream, to your friend Crowley, sometime ago—approximately three months I believe.

(To my surprise last Friday, October 21, I received a call from an old friend, Bill Ward, with whom I used to do comic books about 1940-2. He asked me to help him, probably on a regular basis, with some work, and I said yes. The work, involving inking, arrived Sunday. Wendell Crowley is a boyhood friend of Ward’s, and also an old friend of mine; he was my editor in New York City for some years after World War II. I was working with him in the early 1950’s. Also, see Session 290.

Now. The Crowley girl, for various reasons, sacrificed herself for her father. At one time she was his mother, and she did this with full inner knowledge. There is something that he must still do, that is not done, that will greatly advance his own development.

(I was greatly surprised Friday to have Bill Ward tell me that Wendell Crowley’s 10-year-old daughter died of a heart attack while playing softball. Wendell himself underwent open-heart surgery last year, and now feels well.)

(Bill Ward’s letter accompanying the artwork mentioned his recent attendance at a dinner gathering of many of the group of friends we worked with in the early 1940’s. Oddly enough, the last letter I received from Wendell Crowley, in May 1966, also described a similar event.)

(The festival-type thing is also good, and refers I think to the letter from Bill Ward that accompanied the art. In the letter Bill dwells upon a dinner attended by himself, Wendell Crowley, and several other old friends of mine; the dinner being held just a few days ago; at this dinner Wendell mentioned my availability to Bill Ward for free-lance artwork, and this in turn led Bill to ask me to help him out.