“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The patch was on Jane’s right elbow again when I got to room 330. She did well this morning in hydro—moving her feet more than usual, she said—and she ate an excellent lunch. We looked forward to seeing Paul O’Neill around 6:00 PM.

(We did get started on supper a bit early—but Paul O’Neill didn’t show up at all. According to what he’d said, this meant that we’d see him shortly after 1:00 PM tomorrow. It would have been much better for us if we’d seen him this evening.)

(Seth’s material on Paul O’Neill’s cottage came about because of our conversation with Paul this noon as he checked Jane’s lower teeth here at the house. [...] Rather, the O’Neill’s plan to rent it out for “the season” at a healthy sum, as is the custom at Lake Keuka. [...]

(“Our dentist, Paul O’Neill, visited us after lunch today, as I’ll explain in the notes following the session. [...]

[...] On Wednesday Jane had several lower teeth extracted here at the house by Paul O’Neill. [...]

[...] Already, Paul O’Neill has loaned her two books on the history of dentistry....)

(Within the last few days Jane has lost several teeth, necessitating help from our dentist, Paul O’Neill. [...]

[...] Jane said she thought Paul O’Neill has strong healing abilities.

(I called Paul O’Neill at his home to ask him to arrange to take care of Jane’s lower teeth. [...]

[...] Nevertheless, Paul O’Neill’s son David was raking leaves as I left the house. [...]

[...] And we don’t even know yet when Paul O’Neill will be in to take care of having her lower teeth relined. [...]

[...] It was Paul O’Neill. [...]

[...] Paul O’Neill came after we’d finished lunch in 330, and took impressions of Jane’s lower gums for relining her denture—a soft denture, he explained, and Jane wouldn’t get it back before Friday. [...]

[...] This noon Paul O’Neill left me at the house Jane’s new lower teeth, so I could take them to her. [...]

(I told Jane I’d called Paul O’Neill about her teeth last night, and that he’d be getting back to us soon about the best way to get her fixed up. [...]

[...] This morning I wrote to my dentist, Paul O’Neill, asking for an appointment.

[...] [I don’t use the hypnosis any more for the dentist, by the way; perhaps a residue lingers, for as soon as I sit in Paul O’Neill’s chair I begin getting very relaxed and sleepy.]

(A few notes, rather than at the end of the sessions:On Thursday, November 9, I had the two teeth extracted by Paul O’Neill—a difficult time indeed, but after an uncomfortable night and morning, am recovering as expected. [...]

[...] As I asked Paul O’Neill last month: “How do you be objective about something when you’re inside of it?”)

[...] When Ruburt could not reach O’Neill’s, and pleased by his reactions during the day, you acted on impulse—a good sign, and suggested you both go for a ride. [...]

[...] I plan to ask Paul O’Neill about how to get her admitted, or at least examined. [...]