“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The temperature was only 18 degrees when I got to 330. After a minor snow storm yesterday afternoon and last night, I’d shoveled the driveway late last night and early this morning. No calls this morning. I forgot to call our lawyer early, and when I did think of it I said to hell with it and continued work on Dreams. On the way to the hospital I stopped at the post office to mail Lynn Lumsden a copy of a fan letter we’d received, offering us a year’s free ads in a crossword puzzle magazine.

(I told Jane of my dream of the night before last, in which she and I and Leonard Yaudes — who had been our downstairs neighbor at 458 — moved into an apartment together at 458. In the dream the rooms were larger and better kept than they really are. I told Jane I suspected the dream grew out of my meeting Leonard at the new Super-Duper market the other night, when he’d joked around and repeated several times how good he felt physically, after his heart operation. Jane said she thought the dream meant that the three of us were all embarked on a journey into better health, a better outlook on life.

(“What do you think of the dream I had, about Leonard, Jane and me moving back to 458 West Water Street?”)