“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Mark is Bill Macdonnel's entity name. The unscheduled session with Bill present took place last Saturday, January 23.

(During last Saturday’s effort Jane, Bill and I sat in different parts of the room, not holding hands of course. [...] This is a habit we have cultivated somewhat since Bill introduced us to incense at the 86th session. [...]

(Just before supper I told Jane about my dream of last night, involving Bill Gallagher: He’d been a white-haired stage performer, and I looked down on him from a box seat in the loge of an intimate, dramatically-lit theater. Bill had lost a shoe during his act, and had stopped performing out of frustration, his rhythm interrupted. [...]

Friday—Bill Kautz comes. [...]

(While visiting us on a recent weekday evening, Bill Macdonnel ruptured a blood vessel in his nose. [...] Bill lost much blood and became quite ill. [...] Being afraid to move very much Bill spent the night with us. [...] It developed that Bill has been troubled by this ailment since childhood. [...]

(Mark is the entity name for our friend, Bill Macdonnel.)

In the second dream (on April 4, 1979), Bill Macdonnel, whom you do not consider an excellent artist, reflects your own sometimes confused feelings about what might have happened had you devoted your work primarily and exclusively to art, or played the artist, as Bill does. [...]

(Friday evening, January 21, Jane had some success hypnotizing both Bill and Peggy Gallagher at their request, separately. [...] Peggy has been hypnotized twice—one of these times by Dr. Milton Erickson—but this was Bill’s first experience. [...]

(Jane achieved partial success with Bill on two attempts. [...] Bill was unable to open his eyes and developed good amnesia in his left hand, these being the tests Jane used to show him something about the trance state. [...]

[...] I didn’t think Bill could be easily hypnotized, but he was quite pleased with his results for a first attempt. Both Bill and Peggy said they thought they could have done better had Jane taken more time with her induction, yet Jane’s approach had been quite leisurely; thus time appeared to have been compressed for them.

[...] He explained that Bill had allowed the hypnosis to proceed just so far before his ego called a halt, but that he could progress. [...]

(Brother Bill visited last June 1, and Jane reacted more strongly to that event than I did. See the deleted session for June 1. Then on August 12, Bill, Loren and families visited us. [...]

[...] A couple of weeks previously a check for some $3700 had arrived; the two go together to make one payment as billed by the hospital to the insurance company. [...]

(It appears that the payments will be for 100% of the bill, rather than 80% — but here again I’m waiting to see, suspended in a kind of cocoon of inaction or non-reaction …

(“A bill.” [...] A bill here refers to art supplies Jane picked up on the way to work at the JCC one day, and charged to the JCC. Gladys Austin, whose name is on the object, makes out the checks to pay bills.

[...] A bill. [...]

[...] See the bill data above. [...]

[...] Thus Gladys Austin, whose name is on the object is connected with this data, since she makes out checks to pay bills for the JCC, etc.

(Bill’s drawings of Seth show an extremely high cranium—according to Seth Bill’s graphic translation of Bill’s feeling of high intelligence on Seth’s part—and a pointed chin. [...] She also felt her head was down onto her shoulders, and this is another attribute of Bill’s drawings.

[...] This particular session was witnessed by Bill Macdonnel, and during it he made two pen and ink drawings of an apparition he claimed to see in a doorway of our apartment. The effect lasted for about an hour; during this session Bill and I together saw a distinct change in Jane’s features. [...]

(Seth told us at the time that the apparition was of him, and that Bill could see it but that Jane and I could not because we were too “fussy” about what we allowed ourselves to see. [...]

(When Bill and Peg Gallagher arrived, about nine, I drank two cups of strong coffee, rather than the wine that everyone else drank; so it must have been 10:30 or so before I had a glass of wine. [...] Bill, it turns out, did not.

[...] Finally Bill and Peg took Rob and me for a ride in the cold night air, to snap me out of it.

[...] One time in particular I recall when I gave some data about Bill’s ….(grandmother?) sitting around a table; seance style. [...]

[...] Doors opened off the long narrow porch which extended full length, and I wondered whether Bill and Peggy Gallagher were staying here. [...] I had an impression of Peg sitting by the pool, with Bill in it.

[...] Bill?

(It was now time for Jane to attempt to tune in on Bill and Peggy Gallagher for the last time while they were on vacation. [...]

[...] I’ll be making copies of these to send to our lawyer, and will show the originals to Andrew Fife, in billing, so that he can make his own copies for our file. [...]

[...] Peg and Bill Gallagher visited Jane at 11:00 last night, sneaking in through the emergency exit, Jane said, and left presents, including wine, for us. [...]

[...] Now you are ready for a further development in your abilities and two steps at that image will help you for there is a highly dependable personality, and we will not argue over the terms, in approximately that area that, in your terms is a composite of Bill and someone else. A growth of Bill, if you prefer, and that can be your personal key to contact. [...]

[...] After lunch I explained the situation about the hospital being 30 days late sending her medical records to Blue Cross in Syracuse, their denial of the major medical claim, the $10,000 I’d given the hospital on her current bill, and the payments I’d arranged on the old bill we still owed from last year—all of this just so she’d know what was going on. [...]

(During last week Jane told me she’d picked up that my troubles had been set off by the death of Bill Crowder on October 2. Betts didn’t write us about the death until we received her letter of the 25th on the 26th—which date being the day before I became ill. I hadn’t paid more than normal attention to Bill’s death, I thought, beyond feeling sympathy, and speculating with Jane about the money he must have left. [...]

The latest episode was indeed triggered by Bill Crowder’s death—triggered. [...]

[...] At the same time, you are more than a little contemptuous of what we may gently call the mental culture of Bill Crowder’s life and mind. [...]

The male as breadwinner and the male as artist, or the title of the saga is “Bill Crowder may have been stupid, but he fit in with the crowd.” [...]

(Seth refers to Bill and Peggy Gallagher, on vacation on Nassau this week.)

[...] A small shack by the water, with some red on it, by some rocks, where the Jesuit (Bill Gallagher) goes underwater. [...]

(Copy of the bill used as envelope object in the 74th experiment, in the 296th session for October 24,1966.)

[...] One was an error in billing for benefits that have already expired on our regular coverage. [...] Now tomorrow, I told her, I’ll show these latest letters to Andrew Fife in billing. [...]

(I might mention here a situation that John, Jane and I, and Bill Gallagher have long been aware of. This is the fact that John, Jane and Bill all have mothers who were, or are, bedridden with arthritis. Bill’s mother has died. Quite a while ago Seth remarked that this fact is one of the reasons John and Bill were drawn to the sessions; but he has not elaborated.

[...] The short man who is already beginning to bald, John knows as Bill Driscoll; John told us he is a very good salesman and the only one in the division fitting that description. [...]

([John:] “Can you tell me about the other man in my division who’s selling well, besides Bill Driscoll?”)

[...] See the Bill Driscoll material on page 41.

(At 8:35 Bill Macdonnel also arrived to be a witness. It will be recalled that John and Bill had been witnesses to various sessions, but not jointly before this. [...]

(John and Bill, Jane and I engaged in a discussion of free will, and in an effort to make some points I was sure the material covered I again became aware of something that was becoming more obvious all the time: namely, that the material has now reached such a length, and has gone into so many subjects, some lightly and others deeply, that I for one can no longer keep all of it on prompt recall.

[...] Bill Macdonnel left for home because his cold had tired him out. [...]