“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Tonight’s session may not be formal book dictation, but it contains many connections to Dreams. “I don’t care whether we have a book session or one on something else,” Jane said as we sat for the session at 8:50. “I’m just waiting. I don’t even feel him around….” She thought this was strange, since during the last couple of days she’d picked up quite a few insights from Seth on various subjects. We’d discussed all of them, but without making any notes.

(“Good evening, Seth.”)

It is not quite as simple a matter as just deciding what events you want to materialize as reality, since you have, in your terms, a body of probabilities of one kind or another already established as the raw materials for the coming year. It would be quite improbable for you, Joseph (as Seth calls me), to suddenly turn into a tailor, for example, for none of your choices with probabilities have led toward such an action.

(“I read them several times a week.” I told Seth. Actually, he gave us his resolutions this year—on January 1.¹)

(9:37. Seth came through with two short paragraphs for Jane. Then:)

(Only a million of them, I thought. “No, I guess not,” I said to Seth.)

(“Thank you, Seth. Good night.”)

1. I referred to Seth’s resolutions at the end of the 889th session. I think they’re very effective; I try to keep them constantly in mind:

2. Here Seth referred to the striking way in which my mother, Stella Butts, had recreated for the better her “memories” of her husband (my father). Robert Butts, Sr., died in February 1971, 34 months before she did. All of the members of the Butts family observed the pronounced changes in Stella’s thinking about her husband, although Jane and I were the only ones who ascribed those changes to her moving into another probable reality.