“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Before contacting Malba we had sat quietly for some time with but one dim red Christmas candle on, shielded by a curtain. We obtained no results of any kind. I was not particularly in the mood but I did not want to give up so easily, so we turned off the light and sat in the dark.

(I began to ask Jane questions, about anything. Malba came through after only a few. Jane talked in her own voice all evening, although the choice of words, the rhythm and phrasing and inflections seemed not to be hers. While talking she laughed rather often, and this was much different than her usual laugh. Malba’s voice on the whole was not as strong as Jane’s, and more petulant. One had the feeling that behind it was a rather mediocre intelligence; one that did not try very hard to concentrate and whose interests were, and had been, rather ordinary and at times shallow.

(There follows the facts Malba gave us as best we both recall them. I wrote the notes out immediately after the session, then Jane and I went over them, attempting to add anything either of us had forgotten earlier. Everything included here was definitely remembered by one or the other; nothing was added. If we were hazy in recollection or at all doubtful about anything, it was left out.

(On the farm her husband grew alfalfa and wheat, and tried tobacco and corn. He was not a success as a farmer she said again. She had no friends in town, no one to visit when they went shopping for instance. She knew the clerks in the stores and that was all.