“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I first heard from my unseen correspondent, Valerie Wood, not long after Jane had died thirteen months ago. I sent her one of the cards I’d had printed, giving a few details about Jane’s death and stating my determination to carry on with our work. Valerie responded with some poetry relative to Jane’s passing, and my reactions to her death, that I interpreted at once as being very evocative of Jane and me. At the time I didn’t know what to believe about the source of the material, even while I found it reinforcing my own contacts with Jane. Were Valerie’s messages from her own subconscious? From Jane’s world view? From Jane herself?

[...] Ideas for poetry, in particular, came so quickly that I hardly had time to write them down. [...]

[...] After supper, I did the dishes and worked on my poetry for an hour, and then Rob got out the board. [...]

[...] Rob saw, much more clearly than I did, the connection between psychic experience and my poetry and earlier subjective experience.

[...] The front room was my work-mood room, with all my poetry books predominating and no curtains, very spare. [...]

[...] Music and poetry also can achieve this state. [...]

Unknowingly, in my poetry I had barely begun to form some concepts that would help me. [...]

[...] Now I am no poet, and you know it. Rob laughed, because Seth likes to tease me about my poetry.