“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

You might say that the personalities then are but divisions of your self here. There is no competition between them. There never was any real division, but only a seeming one in which you played various roles, developed different abilities, learned to create in new and diverse ways. These reincarnational personalities continue to develop, but they also understand that their main identity is also yours.

Others are perceived in glimpses or bits and pieces by your temporal mind while you are half-sleeping and half-waking, or in other periods of dissociation. There are various kinds of multidimensional art, and therefore many levels in which the creators work. The whole Christ story was such a creation.

(10:15. Willy had begun to act up again, so I deposited him in another room and closed the door. Jane said she had been bothered by him, and by my sneezing. She had a vague memory of the near-shout I’d directed at Willy. My own energies, she said, were very scattered this evening; she had picked this up. It was certainly true that I wasn’t at my best. I continued to sneeze after she resumed at 10:25.)

(“No, I guess not.” I was too tired and uncomfortable.)

Now: A small note. A portion of you was earlier projected to the hospital where your father is. Ruburt felt the absence of that part of you. You were simply trying to look in on him. In the very back of your mind you wondered if he knew, now, that he ever had hay fever, and it was that that triggered the unconscious projection.

Your unconscious self is a strong portion of our sessions, and it was for this reason that Ruburt sensed this absence. And now, good evening.

(10:39 P.M. The session ended comparatively early, for obvious reasons. Seth’s information about my unconscious projection was very interesting. An event of that kind could have easily caused my sneezing. There are strong connections involving my father, myself, and hay fever.

(This is the season for hay fever. Although I’m not bothered much now, in earlier years I suffered with it extensively. I had my first bout when I was three years old. At about the same time my father got rid of his, for good. Seth told me some time ago that my father had given me his hay fever, and that for reasons of my own I had accepted the “gift.”