“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now I am coming to you briefly for a very simple reason—to let you know you are indeed welcome here and that you do not bother our friend Ruburt. He is less easily bothered of late in any case. We have not had a session while you have been here, and I did not want you to think that I had anything against you, you know. I will not interfere, for I know you have some business with your table to attend to. I simply wanted you to know that I was here, as I said I would be.

Now I will let you get on with your class, and if I do not come through like the voice of spring you must forgive me. I enjoy being here. I quite intend to attend your classes. I shall see what a good teacher your Ruburt is, and I shall correct him if he makes errors.

Now, you see what you have done to my intentions. I came here merely to give greetings to our new friend here and I find myself immediately involved in philosophical discussion. But while I find it fun to speak to you, because I am a teacher, you see, I cannot leave it at that. I must always make a point and each time I come here, though my words are meaningless, do I make a point. My very presence in this room makes a point though the words were gibberish and I can assure you that whatever else they may be, my words will not be gibberish!

We were, indeed. Our slight friend Ruburt here was indeed upon occasion, a rather lecherous old fellow, and I was a saintly type. I was, forgive me, his mother. Now I am attempting to set up here with you a personal contact, not for myself but for you.

Now, my friend Ruburt has sent me certain signals—they say the voice is too loud, the neighbors will complain. He is most possibly correct. I will therefore leave you, but I remember you, and you shall remember my words. I have, after all, not come here for nothing.