“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Blanche died last February, and Jane had many emotional connections with her from years past; in addition Jane had recently received correspondence from Blanche’s closest friend, Anne Healy, in Baltimore. Anne’s letter lay on the table before us tonight, with a pack of file cards pertaining to Jane’s poetry that Blanche had had on file for safekeeping in Baltimore.

(“This is Blanche I am Blanche… France… De Beauvoir… Thomas Simmons… And Charles. Summer… 1962… Anne’s aunt at a party…. Anne had a sister, died at a very young age… a baptism… a rosary…Blanche Adele… Anne wore blue and a note…”

(I asked Jane, who said she felt no awareness of Seth about, to try contacting Blanche by feeling, if possible, rather than mere words. By sensing, or experiencing, pertinent emotions rather than by strict ego-oriented forebrain thinking. The suggestions seemed to be good ones. Not long after I began to speak, Jane began to nod her head repeatedly, in a gentle way. Her eyes were closed, and remained so once trance began to show itself. I spoke to Seth, asking for both his help and reassurance, his protection, and that he help Jane reach Blanche.

(Jane began to breathe more deeply. Her head continued to nod back and forth. I felt that my speaking, steadily but not rapidly, gave Jane freedom and reassurance to do more than she might have otherwise, and she later agreed to this. Now Jane’s left hand began to move; it lifted and slapped lightly at her right hand, on the table, and did this repeatedly. I thought this meant Jane had established some kind of contact or feeling with Blanche, or the idea of Blanche, and she verified this later. Her breathing was now heavier, and she began to let up on the head nodding.

[...] Neither Blanche or Anne lived in Baltimore in 1938. [...] Jane met Blanche in 1948 in Saratoga Springs, and doesn’t know whether Blanche and Anne knew each other in 1938. Blanche never said and Jane did not ask.

(Today in the mail Jane received a group of file cards, prepared as an index by Blanche Price for the copies of poetry Jane had sent her over the years for safekeeping. Blanche died last February 2, 1967, and the cards were sent to Jane by Blanche’s friend, Anne Healy; Anne wrote a letter, also, that Jane received on January 2.

There was a Saturday afternoon on a November or December 2nd, (pause) that Blanche Price deeply regrets. [...] Now either the date, the year, was 1938, or the reason for Blanche’s actions on that afternoon date back to 1938.

(Jane knows nothing about any argument between Blanche and Anne. [...] Blanche did not live in Baltimore then but visited fairly often.

[...] The money having to do with concern over Blanche’s family, and how they would handle Blanche’s estate. [...] The black buttons on Blanche’s death—the dress she wore. [...]

(There is also some factual connection in the displacement, since by using the pendulum recently we have learned of the rather important role Blanche played in some of Jane’s earlier associations; due to a complicated variety of events Jane has been bothered lately by some physical symptoms we are in the process of eliminating. These symptoms, and Blanche, as well as Jane’s mother and other contributing factors, are also discussed thoroughly in the next session.

[...] I believe she will join Blanche before long. [...]

[...] I do not know if this has reference to Ruburt’s letters and Blanche’s sister or relative, or to a contact concerning the ESP book.

Today at 9.40 AM a telegram from Anne Healy informed me that Blanche Price died early today. I quit work at 10, did psy-time, trying to contact Blanche with no results. [...]

(Blanche Price is an old friend of Jane’s, living in Baltimore. The two women have not met often in recent years; Blanche was Jane’s instructor in French at Skidmore College, in Saratoga Springs, NY. Last year while visiting in France Blanche suffered a rather severe stroke, but seems to have emerged without permanent paralysis. [...] A few days ago Jane received a copy of a book of poetry of Blanche’s that has just been published. Blanche knows about Seth, but little about the material itself.

There is some difficulty, I believe, possible for Ruburt’s friend, Blanche Price, in the nature of health.

[...] There were people like Blanche Price or even Father Trainor. [...]

[...] Some such individuals, model sons, for example, who seldom even spoke back to their parents, were suddenly sent to war and given carte blanche to release all such feelings in combat; and I am referring particularly to the last two wars (the war in Korea, 1950–53, and the war in Vietnam, 1964–73), not the Second World War.

[...] I sense that you come from a land so overcrowded and tumultuous that it makes my sands blanch even further, and the knuckles of my rocks turn white.”