“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Last night was very instructive in many ways, though for a pair of partners you two are sometimes no helpmates. If one is not reluctant then the other one is. I prefer this to gullibility. Your friend is caught between charming gullibility and self-conscious, sardonic refusal to accept many things. Last night was no 4th-of-July fireworks, but it was your first such experience.

He and your other brother who died at 9 were in Europe for at least part of the same time, though Loren died at a fat and sassy monkish 81. He was not above dallying with shall I say fair maidens, but all in all was competent. Now as a teacher he uses the same talents he used in the past, his rather smirky tongue making up with jokes for prim silence that had suffered in the past. I see him also England 13th century, as a shepherd dying at the age of 33. He has been a male three times. The personalities which he has layered about him are not well rounded. For this reason, though this may seem strange, one-sexed personality pattern is not the best as far as incarnations are concerned.

Loren was 3 times a man. The overall impression of the 3 existing personalities is nevertheless female, for the reasons that I have explained. Sex, regardless of all your fleshy tales, is a psychic phenomenon, merely certain qualities which you called male and female. The qualities however are real, and permeate other planes as well as your own. They are opposites which are nevertheless complementary and which merge into one. When I say as I have that the overall entity is neither male or female, and yet refer to various entities such as Joseph and Ruburt, which are definitely male names, I merely mean that in the overall essence the entity refers or identifies itself more with male characteristics, or so-called male characteristics, than with the female.

Consider then a network of wires somewhat like, although different from, Jane’s conception of idea construction—a maze of interlocking wires endlessly constructed, so that looking through them there would seem to be no beginning or end. Your plane could be likened to a small position between four very spindly and thin wires, and my plane could be likened to the small position in the neighboring wires on the other side. Yet not only are we on different sides of the same wires, but we are at the same time either above or below, according to your viewpoint, and if you consider the wires as forming cubes—this is for you, Joseph, with your love of images—then the cubes could also fit one within the other without disturbing the inhabitants of either cube one iota; and these cubes are also within cubes, which are themselves within cubes, and I am speaking now of only the small particle of space taken up by your plane and mine.

Again now think merely in terms of your plane, bounded by its small spindly set of wires, and my plane on the other side. These as I have said have also boundless solidarity and depth, yet in usual circumstances to one side the other is transparent. You cannot see through, but the two planes move through each other constantly.

We merely construct imaginary lines to walk upon. So real are the wall constructions of your room that you would freeze in the wintertime without them, yet there is no room and no walls. So in a like manner the wires that we constructed are real to us in the universe, although there are no wires. All is one, as you are one with the apparent walls of the room. Again the idea of transparency. The walls are truly transparent to me though I am not sure I would perform, dear Joseph, and Ruburt, for a party demonstration.

I would suggest in the future that you attend the board at regular sessions. It is better to meet with me less often, but on a regular schedule, than meet with me three or four times one week and none the next. A certain period of recuperation is necessary for all of us, for you two more, but it also involves me in shall I say extracurricular activities. This is my first lesson class.

At one time or another all of us on my plane give such lessons, but psychic bonds between teacher and pupils are necessary, which means that we must wait until personalities on your plane have progressed sufficiently for lessons to begin. To explain more clearly, lessons are conducted with those who are psychically bound to us, although reason is extremely important and I do not mean to minimize its value. Nevertheless what you call emotion or feeling is the connective between us, and it is the connective that most clearly represents the life force on any plane and under any circumstances.

The board is a matter of formality, actually exceedingly important in that it renews contact in a familiar manner, and also I have always been partial to formality to some extent. The board gives us each a breathing spell, and is a method of saying good day or good evening or tipping one’s hat. I’m also of the opinion that small ritual tends to emphasize data in the mind, and set it off to advantage, in the same way that good cuisine is set off by fine dishes.