“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

This book was written by a personality called Seth, who speaks of himself as an “energy personality essence” no longer focused in physical form. He has been speaking through me for over seven years now, in twice weekly trance sessions.

Neither Rob or I had any psychic background, and when I began to anticipate the board’s replies, I took it for granted that they were coming from my subconscious. Not long after, however, I felt impelled to say the words aloud, and within a month I was speaking for Seth while in a trance state.

Reading the finished book was a delightful experience. As a whole it was completely new to me, though each word had been spoken through my lips, and I had devoted many evenings in trance to its production. This was particularly strange to me since I am a writer myself, used to organizing my own material, keeping track of it, and hovering over it like a mother hen.

Because of my own writing experience, I’m also well aware of the process involved in translating unconscious material into conscious reality. It’s particularly obvious when I’m working on poetry. Whatever else is involved in Seth’s book, certainly some kind of unconscious activity is operating at high gear. It was only natural, then, that I found myself comparing my own conscious creative experience with the trance procedure involved in Seth’s book. I wanted to discover why I felt that Seth’s book was his, as divorced from mine. If both were coming from the same unconscious, then why the subjective differences in my feelings?

[...] In a trance state, Ruburt can contact me. In a state in some ways similar to a trance, I can contact Seth Two. [...]

[...] When she took her glasses off and placed them upon the coffee table before her, she was in trance. [...]

[...] Once out of trance, Jane again expressed her peculiar regret that Seth’s book was done, even though this was what we’d been working for. [...]

[...] “Wow,” Jane said after she came out of trance, “nobody’ll like that. [...]

(Jane sat half in trance, “seeing more stuff now than in the session itself.” [...]