“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I worked on answering Christmas cards for half an hour after breakfast, and will have to adopt some sort of system like that to get caught up on the fan mail. Although we are more than glad to get those precious letters — where would we be if people didn’t care about what we’re trying to do? — still answering them takes time away from Dreams.

(3:08. Jane had a smoke while I read her the session for February 1, after she’d put on lipstick and looked in the mirror. Then I read her several other good and later sessions. Next, I described my vivid dream of last night: Jane and I were still driving our old yellow Cadillac convertible. She was walking normally. While we were in a local bar, two youths stole the car, which was parked nearby, and went for a joyride. I went outside to get the car to take Jane home, and found it gone. I called the police. I also found a young man in the bar who knew the two who had taken the car, but he was afraid to tell me who they were. Eventually the police found the car, abandoned some distance away, but unharmed. I was very angry about the whole thing and vowed to find out who had taken it. I told Jane the dream almost sounded like an exercise in exploring a probable reality.

(“What do you think of my dream yesterday afternoon, about our receiving the million dollars?”)

(“Yes. How about my dream of last night — about the old Cadillac being stolen?”)

(4:18. Jane had a cigarette while I read her the account of my dream that I’d just written for my daily notes, since she didn’t remember the dream all that well.

(4:24.) Now: The dream of the car represents beliefs that you had when you had the car. In a manner of speaking, those beliefs “took you for a joyride” — therefore the joys represented portions of yourself. In the dream you are quite angry simply because those beliefs did, in a fashion, take the vehicle of your life out of your own hands, since you did not recognize those beliefs as your own in the past. At the end, the car or the vehicle is (underlined) returned to you, and the dream shows that you understand, now, the process that the dream outlined.

(4.28 p.m. I told Jane that Seth’s analysis of the car dream was excellent. From its position atop the pole at the head of Jane’s bed, the Bactrim still drips into the plastic tube, on its way into Jane’s right arm. I felt chilly, but she didn’t want anything over her yet. When I took my nap, she said a maintenance man came in and adjusted the thermostat, saying it would give us some heat, but it did no good. The problem still wasn’t solved as I read the session to Jane after supper, nor was it solved by the time I left at 7:10.

(Jane can’t know it yet, but in the mail tonight was another letter from Maude Cardwell, containing some $620 in checks for her hospital fund. I don’t equate this figure with my dream. I think, and as Seth agreed, that the dream means far more than sums of money received alone. It’s a very encouraging dream, and I’m very pleased to have had it. Not that the checks aren’t welcome! Sleep well, Jane. I love you.)