“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(She ate an average lunch. I described my very vivid dream of last night. It was most exhilarating. I dreamed I was jogging along a country road beside the Chemung River on the way toward Sayre. The road was similar to the old river road we used to drive. I wore shorts and a sweatshirt and had white hair. I was amazed and delighted at the smooth, effortless way my body was performing as I ran, especially for one my age. I really enjoyed the freedom of motion, of strength, running in the sunny summer air.

(I knew I’d been imprisoned, and that I was now free. Also that behind me, not too close, ran a police van, with several cops in it checking up on me. Every so often they came closer, but didn’t interfere. And across the river at one spot, I saw a large group of men romping or working on the bank — I think they were still incarcerated. I waved to them as I ran past, opposite them.

(I told Jane that I thought the police in the dream meant that I’d left behind me old imprisoning beliefs, that I was now running free of those beliefs. Also, the group of men across the river represented old beliefs of mine that I’d discarded. I added that if I had the time I’d like to do some jogging now, since I have an ability and love for running.