“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I did remember a vivid dream of last night, though, and described it to Jane. With a young agile man, I’d climbed up the rough outside red brick wall of an apartment house—several stories up, at least, and climbed in through a window into my own apartment. Jane wasn’t in the dream. I had been a little nervous about the climb up the sheer wall, but had managed it okay. So had my younger friend. Now, I refused to go back out the window and down the wall, like a fly or an animal might. Instead my companion was assigned this job: Each day his task was to climb back out the window with perhaps three looseleaf volumes of the Seth material tucked under one arm. With the other, and his feet, he was to maneuver his way back down the wall, with only a white rope as an aid, until he reached the street. I saw him do this, and wished him good luck. I do not know what he was to do on the street, or ground level, with the notebooks.

In your dream you were both persons—the young man and yourself. The height of the building represented the heightened state of awareness upon which our work rests. That work must then be “brought down” from that stage of consciousness to the ordinary one, and to the people of the world—an enterprise—