“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(As noted in the private session for May 22, I brought Jane home from her overnight stay at St. Joseph’s hospital the day before. Of course we had no idea of what all those tests would cost, and weren’t billed when she was discharged, since test results weren’t in. A few nights later, evidently after I’d been wondering how much the bill would be I had a dream in color, in which I was informed of the amount of the bill —$800-odd dollars. I saw the figure on a sheet of bluish paper that unfolded like a letter. I was shocked—so much so that I woke up after the brief little dream, for my best guess had been that the bill would be between $400 and $500. I told myself that the figure I’d been given in the dream was much too high.

(Today [on June 3] the bill from the hospital arrived—for $812.00. Instantly I remembered the dream, while being appalled at the size of the bill. The dream had given me “true information,” then—a forewarning, if one wants to take it that way. I suppose I heeded it on some levels, certainly, for I wasn’t all that shocked after all, once the initial surprise had passed. I explained the situation to Jane, for the record, and add these notes. The bill was printed on blue and white paper and unfolded as in my dream also.

(“Well,” Jane said at 9:01, “I might get something real brief—which is all right as long as I can build up to something....” She spoke as, following Seth’s suggestions, we sat at the round card table in the living room, waiting to see what might develop. Earlier she’d sat at her desk in the writing room, watching the rain as dusk, then night, fell. [The greenery this spring is unbelievably lush.] Then I wheeled her back in the house.

(Jane’s voice was shaky, but her finger looked better. Eleanor Maggi, the nurse, visits tomorrow, and we plan to tell her to make her visits on Tuesday and Friday next week. Or I’ll call Upjohn with our new twice-a-week schedule. We’ve been on that schedule for a couple of weeks already, actually, and it appears to be enough. It also cuts costs. But a major reason for our reducing the nurses’ visits is to get rid of the constant negative suggestions they unwittingly broadcast, all in the name of trying to be helpful.

(Long pause.) With all the best intentions in the world, the nurses are carriers of the most unfortunate medical beliefs. Their entire concept of healing is eroded because they also believe so firmly in the body’s vulnerability.