“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The day was amazingly warm — over 43 — as I drove to 330 after leaving my own typewriter at the service franchise. As she ate lunch I told Jane about my very vivid and colorful dream of last night. I felt it was significant.

(Then, I was in a lodge on the mountainside. Some of the walls were of floor-to-ceiling glass. There were many people about, sitting and eating at small round tables with white cloths. The setting was very posh. I was with Jean Longwell, the daughter of our friend Frank. We got up and began dancing, holding each other very close. I felt deep affection for Jean, a strange and surprising longing mixed with a strong sexual awareness of her attractiveness. I also knew she felt the same way about me. We talked. As we did my eyes were so close to her face that I could see the tiny pores in the skin below her eyes — very fine and smooth. The dream ended here, or faded into other levels.

(This dream stayed with me the whole day, so strong was its impact upon me. I kept feeling that strange affection for Jean, mixed with a regret of some kind that nothing could really transpire between us — because of age and other factors. I told Jane I also felt that Jean was somehow dissatisfied in life, perhaps confused, perhaps caught between her artistic leanings and her upbringing to lead the more conventional life — working at the hospital, and so forth. I sensed, I think, that she wasn’t too sure about her move to the city in North Carolina — Raleigh? — that she planned with her boyfriend. Yesterday Frank had told me that it wouldn’t be as easy to see Jean now that it was a 15-hour drive instead of just running down to Washington DC.

Jean Longwell then represented Frank’s feelings toward his daughter, and in a fashion you felt those as your own — a mixture of paternal love, sexuality, and sympathy. Those feelings were also representative of Del’s redeemed love for his daughter — for Ruburt.