“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Dream 1—I was looking at some weird contraption, maybe mechanical, that my father had made, to leave me some money after his death; money was supposed to come out of it. A nice old man, sort of a kindly bum, came by and told me father had made it two hours before his death so that I’d have some inheritance; and the old man might have had a key that worked it; I’m not sure; but there was something about a key.... maybe also one missing. Anyhow a dribble of something, maybe coins, came out. I think the old man may have been helping himself, too, along the way. I told him that both of my parents were dead.

Dream 2—Don’t recall the beginning but it was in a huge amphitheater and there was a picture in great color on a giant screen to the left. After though, Pat Norelli (I think it was her, though she didn’t look like Pat particularly) myself and two young men were climbing along a high ledge toward the top of the gigantic theater. Down below were many people all watching a show or something. Pat went on along the ledge to where it met the front wall but I was frightened of falling and stayed where I was with the young man who was my companion, When Pat reached that point, the young man who was her companion did something.... and the front of the amphitheater moved so that a ledge lowered to meet her so she could make it safely to the stage. Laughing I sang out as a joke some religious line from a hymn.... that now I’ve forgotten because the stage looked somewhat like an altar, and she was saved from falling, and deposited on the stage, she stood in the center, wearing slacks and a blouse, arms out, waving at the people. I yelled “Pat;” meaning to wait, she responded, grinning. Then the man with me and I began to backtrack down the ledge the way we came. Rob awakened me here.