“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This time we had our windows completely shielded by curtains, as Malba had requested we do in the first session with her. Jane and I wore black clothing; our little table was draped in a dark red cloth, which we used because we had forgotten to obtain the black.

(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.

(Gradually our eyes became adjusted to the very dim light. Jane spent much time staring at her hands. She said that at times she could not see them in the dim light, although I could easily enough. Jane bent her head low to examine her hands, and she paid much attention to them for the rest of the evening; the session lasted until about midnight.

(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.

(While her husband worked in the factory he also owned a farm outside Decatur. After marriage the couple moved to the farm. It was poor ground for farming and the husband was a poor farmer. Malba mentioned this several times in a rather derogatory way.

(She has no sense of time on her plane, but was too inarticulate to explain to us what she meant. She has no sense of light and dark. She remarked quite spiritedly that I asked a lot of questions.