“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I was painting in my studio, took a break, and went down to our front mailbox and picked up the mail. Upon reading the card I felt it out of the ordinary, more than a mere acknowledgment. I went back to work. From my studio I could look down at Jane and the others, but I did not tell her the mail had arrived. I did not do so because I remembered a dream Jane had had recently, in which I had picked up the mail, then teased her about an optimistic letter from a publisher, concerning the dream book. The thought had crossed my mind that by deliberately waving the card at her from my second-floor studio window, I could almost make that part of that dream come true.

(It wasn’t until I was typing up these notes at 9 PM on the same day, that Jane realized she could have been in at least a light trance while giving the material; at first she thought she had not been, but then realized she retained only a hazy idea of the material’s content—just that it was optimistic. But she did not remember specifics: that the first three chapters might be cut, etc.