“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(At supper time this evening I told Jane that tonight she was going to  start dictating a new book for Seth, the “energy personality essence” for whom she speaks while she’s in trance — and that she was going to do the notes also. I’d record the “sessions,” adding times, dates, and the barest sort of other material, so that Jane could build up her own notes around those ingredients. My idea here was that as soon as I had a session typed from my original “shorthand,” Jane could add whatever she wanted to about her trance states, feelings, or ideas, while the session circumstances were still fresh in her mind.

(“You’ll have to be lenient with me. If I’m going to do the notes, there won’t be many. And I don’t know about a new book tonight. At least, I don’t have an idea in my head.”

(“You don’t need any. Which would you rather do?” I joked. “Start a new book or give birth to a child?”

(“This,” she said promptly, meaning the session. “But you have nine months to get used to having a baby. And I’m not ready for either of the books Seth has mentioned doing — the Christ book, or the one he talked about last month, on cultural reality. So what could a new one possibly be about?”

(So it seemed that we were about to get underway with another excellent production from Seth, with Jane’s considerable — indeed vital — help. I understood that she might be a little concerned about his starting a new book on such short notice; but on the other hand, I had no doubt at all that Seth — and Jane — could do it. And I wanted her to be creatively involved with a continuing project. I thought it could underlie her daily life like a foundation.

You do not remember your birth, as a rule. Certainly it seems that you do not remember the birth of the world. You had a history, however, before your birth — even as it seems to you that the world had a history before you were born.

Astronomers speak of outer space and of galaxies that would dwarf your own. In the world that you recognize there are also wars and rumors of wars, prophets of destruction. Yet in spite of all, the private man or the private woman, unknown, anonymous to the world at large, stubbornly feels within a rousing, determined affirmation that says: “I am important. I have a purpose, even though I do not understand what it is. My life that seems so insignificant and inefficient, is nevertheless of prime importance in some way that I do not recognize.” Period.

(Jane laughed. “You tell me to do something and I do it. Now I’ve got to go to the john, though — and besides that, I feel like I could go to bed and sleep for hours….”

(“Okay, go ahead,” I said, bantering. “Cop out if you want to.” I reminded her of the full title of Psyche, and made a few suggestions as to how she could proceed with her own written comments for the book stressing that she could handle them any way she liked. I just didn’t have time for more than the barest of session notes. However, I confessed to Jane, I couldn’t say that I really expected her to produce both the book itself; through Seth, and then do all the work involved in writing the notes too — yet as it turned out, to some extent she did help me annotate this work.