“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(No session was held last Wednesday night because Jane and I were so busy checking the copyedited manuscript for James. I had the book wrapped for mailing today, but I didn’t leave the house. A massive snowstorm had developed by noon. It was raging stronger than ever as we sat for the session at 9:15; drifts were piled several feet high against the northern side of the house, and against our new screened-in back porch facing the west. Now the forecasts were for the storm to continue through the night.

(“It would be really frustrating, waiting, except that everything seems so timeless,” Jane said as we continued to sit. “Do you feel that way?” I did. The warm living room with its soft lights, and the storm outside, seemed to have persisted forever. Our house on the hill is so well-insulated that we heard the weather’s assaults as though from a great distance, except for an occasional sharp clatter from one of the metal window awnings as its slats vibrated in a blast of icy wind. Then finally:)

As I try to increase your capacity for understanding, and to expand the scopes of your abilities, so in other kinds of worlds I do the same thing. While our meetings take place in your time, and in the physical space of your house, say, the primary encounter must be a subjective inner one, an intersection of consciousnesses that is then physically experienced.