“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Seth came through Sunday night, April 1, in a long recorded discussion with the Monroes. We were all to meet again late Monday. Beginning Monday morning, however, Jane began experiencing another strongly surging burst of creative inspiration — a clearly transcendent one that lasted for several hours. She’d had intimations of it Sunday afternoon before our guests arrived. I’m describing the phenomenon here, and including rather long excerpts from her written report of it, to show some of her other psychic activities while this book is being produced. At the same time such perceptions give insights into the book itself.

(“As I came to the end of the long poem in mid-afternoon, I had more and more difficulty describing my feelings, and even in typing. Here are the last two verses:

(“Each of these ideas came as emotional revelations, accompanied by various bodily sensations and alterations of visual perception. In here other experiences began, and to different degrees I did get lost in them. One involved my body becoming massive — not as if it was massive, but massive itself. To all intents and purposes I was massive, lying there. I expanded in some way, rising higher….”

(“The incredible sweetness of their songs followed me even while I found myself laughing…. For now I was touching up my nails — I’d worn off all the new polish on their edges from typing my Speaker poetry all day. And inside God or not, here I was, quite capable of thinking in such mundane terms. As I went into the living room to prepare it for guests, that room was also an inside that was an inside….”

(“Well, I feel Seth around,” Jane said tonight at 9:22. “I’ll be ready in a minute. It’s funny, but as I sit here waiting I feel a great sense of color and expectation. I often do — it’s almost the same high-flying feeling I get when I do some good poetry, like on Monday….” Off came her glasses.)