“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(After lunch—Jane ate very well—I told her about my vivid little dream of last night. In color: I’d looked out the south window of the bedroom to see Fred Kardon standing out on the lawn; he was talking to someone else who was doing some kind of work near the big pine tree that grows up over the corner of the house. Not on the tree itself. Perhaps some digging in the ground. Fred wore old work clothes—jeans and a sweat shirt, I think—and I could hear his voice clearly as he talked to the other person. I wasn’t sure of my interpretation of the dream, except that it must involve a reappraisal on my part of Fred’s role in society. “For all I know,” I told Jane, “the other guy could have been me.”

Ruburt did make an attempt to rid himself of those feelings, however, by speaking of them to you, thus expressing them, and by reminding himself of our sessions and of his own physical improvements.

(Long pause.) In your dream, the tree represents the tree of life, or nature, growing on its own, repairing itself as it goes along. You saw the doctor in working clothes, expressing your feeling that doctors were more like mechanics, dealing with exterior manipulation, thus your doctor appears without his usual well-groomed attire, and fashionable facade. This is tied in of course with your experience in general regarding the members of the medical profession, and here symbolically you strip the doctor of his assumed authority, and see him more like a hired man—a plumber or mechanic, perhaps, but devoid of any deep philosophical bent.