“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Just before awakening I’m aware of my body’s soreness and think it’s from caring for the silverware, which wasn’t even the best silverware; that somehow the silver represented my psychic ability.... or just abilities in general, and being so careful of them turned me into their servants....

I awakened toward morning with my body quite sore and with the memory of an earlier dream scene. I had come into a room to find some kind of religious talk going on, people in folding chairs; I’m rather surprised. I’m obviously interrupting so I sit down gingerly till the affair is over. Later a woman puts me in charge of cleaning up the silverware—perhaps used for refreshments at the meeting. I tell the “help” that this isn’t my cup of tea, they will have to help; at the same time I discover that this isn’t the best silver as I’d thought but serviceable enough stuff. I don’t think the good silver had been used. My body hurt from polishing the stuff....

[...] This in particular applies to events like metal bending of silverware or whatever. [...]