“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

It was a lovely benediction. Why can’t you leave it at that?

I would leave an envelope, but no one would put anything into it except questions and I have plenty of those. Now who else do you know, except those two people (Jane and Rob), who would sit for one solid hour conversing in a language they do not understand? And yet you see they understand very well, and again, it is a game, for he pretends that he does not know what he knows. And all of you have only to relax and let yourselves realize what you know and follow the Sumari development when our friends here are not physically with you. And on their return I will answer your questions and I will have some of my own and I will keep you good and busy.

And the Sumari chants are to lead each of  you further into your own realities. Now you do not properly listen to what I say and if the proofreaders were reading that sentence they would change it to “you do not listen properly to what I say,” but I mean you do not properly listen and there is indeed a difference. So while classes are formally suspended I want each of you to read our class sessions. There are hidden clues for each of you in those sessions and each of you know it and I want you to follow them. And the absence of our friends is a practical absence and yet it is also a symbolic absence. Symbolic indeed of an absence in the past and a journey of which you are all aware. And a journey you have in one way yourselves all taken. I have been speaking Sumari English to you all along. You use language like a fence and hide behind it. And if you will forgive me, we are giving you one quick boot and we will leave the sentence there so that you will not be able to use language as a hiding place any longer. You will learn to communicate and you will learn not to hide within the highly specific and inhibiting nature of words as you understand them. You throw them around like a ball in a game. All of you. But if you want to know what we are doing with the Sumari language, my dear cousin of Richelieu, we are taking away your ball and that is why you all feel so uneasy. And suspense is the spice of life, so do not go looking for all the answers in one moment. You would be appalled if I gave them to you. I would be cheating you of the joy of your own self-knowledge. Some day each of you will say, “Aha, I understand. I have it.” You may forget what you had but you will know that you knew the answers for a split second, and the tiniest cells in your fingernails will remember. Far be it from me to cheat you. I am indeed leading you on a merry chase. All chases are merry. But a chase is precisely what you need. It quickens your psychic blood and makes you think on your own and it makes you wonder why you do things. Why you will follow our Lady of Florence when she gets up and says we are going to make a circle, or why you would be kissed by our friend here, the cousin of Richelieu. Why do you do what you do?

([Bette:] “Seth, did I give her a drink out of a gourd? It was a split gourd and I offered her this drink before she had to leave.”)