“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The weather is still very warm for this time of year; the temperature is often above freezing in the daytime, and when we do get a dusting of snow it soon melts on the bare ground. This morning I took David Yoder home from the hospital, and this afternoon I took our tiger cat, Billy, to the veterinarian. Billy hasn’t acted well since last Saturday, and his beautiful coat has lost its luster. He had a temperature of 105° when the vet gave him a shot and prescribed some pills. Yet the doctor didn’t really know why the cat is sick. Jane and I wondered what role Billy’s illness might play in our affair with David—surely a way of thinking that would have been quite alien to us before the advent of the Seth material.

“I wouldn’t mind getting something from Seth on why Billy got sick,” I said to Jane after supper. She replied that she’d rather wait on the request: She was becoming very relaxed, and didn’t want to get involved with “deep questions” that might interfere with her increasingly comfortable state. In fact, my wife just hoped she could hold the session. She’d been “stewing” about David, the state of the world, human frailty, Billy, and herself, and had had to make strong efforts to change her thinking.

(9:50. Jane was very relaxed the moment she came out of trance. I didn’t mention the frequent long pauses she’d been taking; she’d spent three minutes delivering the last paragraph alone. Her head moved loosely. Her eyelids fluttered. “He shouldn’t have given me the break,” she said. “This is the worst I’ve been…. I wanted to get back to two-hour sessions….” She sat quietly while I worked on this note. By “worst” she meant relaxed, of course. I told her there was no need to continue the session. “I don’t know if I can go back in, I’m so….” Her head kept dipping down. She lit a cigarette. “I’m just waiting.”

(10:10 P.M. “I thought you didn’t want Seth to say anything about Billy tonight?” I asked Jane as she easily came out of trance.

She answered the question in her own way. “That was my fault, though—that was charged material, he would have said more. Stuff about illness is still pretty charged for me.” I thought her own physical difficulties must play a strong role here, although she didn’t say so. “It makes me mad,” Jane said quietly. “At break I could feel him getting all ready to go into Billy’s condition, and I began to get all tight inside. I didn’t tell you. Then I said to myself, ‘Seth, just go into it, that’s all.’ So why didn’t he say the cat’s going to be all right?”