Now here, a letter came today (and this gentleman is here tonight). He said, “A friend of mine last Monday night after your lecture asked me for help…the help being an imaginal help…that I would imagine the good for him that he wants to hear. So when I went home I spent a half an hour on him. I imagined exactly what I think I would hear if his desire had been realized. I heard it distinctly and then I retired. Just before I woke in the morning I saw in my dream his wife and the wife is thanking me profusely over and over for the help, the great help that I gave to her husband. It was such a vivid, vivid dream. When I awoke I knew she had no knowledge of what I had done and the help could only be my response to his request; so I began to think in some strange way she knows of the request because she certainly doesn’t know of the help. Then during the day I thought maybe it has already been realized, could be, and in the deeper level of my being in dream she has thanked me for it. Well, that night, which is Tuesday night of this week, while listening to music in my living room, suddenly he appears in my reverie and he uses the identical words that I used the previous night to hear him confirm the fulfillment of his desire. He spoke with such authority, such power, with such joy. But he used the identical words that I had formulated purposely to hear him tell me. I do hope that in the immediate present he will get confirmation from this man of the fulfillment of that imaginal act which he put in play for that man. But he heard it from both man and wife on two separate occasions, one in the dream and one in reverie. She came in the dream in the wee hours of Tuesday morning, and while he was listening to music on Tuesday evening then he came and spoke using the same words that he had used to hear.53 ¶19