“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I described an excellent dream I’d had last night. Once again in brilliant color — one of those you keep returning to. Jane and I had moved back to 458 W. Water Street, only now the house was much bigger than it really is, had many more apartments in it — they were all in good shape, with numerous stairways connecting them on a split-level layout. They weren’t closed off from each other as apartments usually are, so that the numerous tenants could have free interchange with each other if they chose to. But when I wanted to be by myself to paint, I had a corner studio I could retire to where I could work in privacy — a very nice room. Jane was very active and healthy, walking about normally. In the dream I was involved with painting, but not writing.

(Carla interrupted our conversation to check Jane’s vitals — temperature 98.4. During our talk I noticed that it didn’t take my wife long to begin reacting emotionally to my questions, which I thought were innocent enough — but it was apparent that the subject matter of our conversation had an emotional charge for her. One of them, I thought, probably related to her symptoms if one traced it back. In fact, I was sure of it. However, after she realized what she was doing, Jane seemed to take my questions in stride, and even volunteered a lot of information I hadn’t asked for.

(After our talk about religious questions, I wrote a short note quoting Jane — one that I may use in the note for Dreams — and got her okay on it.)