“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I get not your kind of storms. (Jane dictates:) But I’m not going into so-called weather on my plane tonight. I came halfway in on an interesting little experiment that Ruburt tried on his own, and you can thank me that he came out of it so well. Really, Ruburt, I’m surprised at you. In your past life you would have known much better.

That state which you achieved could be likened to my state, except that I am fully conscious and able to use the abilities inherent in it. As Joseph supposes it may well have been possible for you to have levitated had he so suggested it, and he used extremely good judgment in restraining from such a suggestion.

I should clarify this perhaps by saying that the split was a split of the entire subconscious. In Ruburt’s case last January 10th the split was of the conscious level. Since Ruburt was unaware of causing the dissociation to begin with, he was unable to find his blundering way out.

The view is truly astounding. I’m glad you live on such a nice corner; and as far as Einstein is concerned, he saw more than he knew he saw, and he was more than he knew he was. We will go into this thoroughly when we return to our discussion of time.

Your cat is indeed a fragment, and he does sense me at times.

(On a recent Friday night, we had just returned home from grocery shopping. Jane had opened some fresh food for Willy, and while he ate in our very small kitchen she began putting the groceries away. Carrying an empty waste basket, I walked out to the kitchen from my studio. Jane was kneeling, reaching into a cupboard, and Willy was momentarily trapped behind her. At my approach he began to hiss and spit quite madly, and raced about in a tight little circle, not being able to get out of the kitchen. Jane, her back to him, stood up so quickly that she banged her head on an open cupboard door. The blow was a hard one and left her somewhat dazed for hours. We had never seen Willy behave this way before, and in a few moments he was as friendly and calm as usual, and resumed eating.

(A second similar episode took place a few days later. This time I walked into the living room. It was dark outside. Jane was holding Willy. At my approach he spat in a terrified manner and vaulted from her arms, scratching her quite well on both forearms. Again, a minute later he was as friendly as ever to both of us.)

His senses are extremely acute, his inner senses perfectly attuned. Even now he senses my presence. However as he grows more familiar with me his strange actions will altogether cease. My presence alternates between you both and this leads to confusion on Willy’s part. Watch him even now.

(Even as Seth spoke through Jane, Willy uttered a loud meow. He began to tease and jump at her, as he will do when he wants attention. Now however he was unusually persistent. Entangling himself in Jane’s feet as she tried to pace back and forth, he finally interrupted her dictation while she petted him. He then hopped up on Jane’s empty chair, opposite mine, and lay there staring at me for some time while I took notes. His eyes were very large and luminous and somehow darker than usual. I then realized that Jane’s eyes also had this look when she was dictating. It was some time before Willy finally relaxed and slept on the chair.

He was your president, not mine. You know who the assassin was. Of course the senseless slaughter was not foreordained. It was always a realm of the possible world, and the tragic circumstances culminated in much the same manner as Jane related in her Idea Construction.

Jack Kennedy himself had a premonition of events and even in the midst of action he was prepared for death. His subconscious mind always knew the true nature of death and flirted with it consciously.

When I said watch the cat I didn’t realize he was going to put on this display. I assure you I didn’t order it.

The good Jack will be a beggar boy in India, to be born in 3 years. In later life he will attain prominence if he carries through as beautifully as he did in the past. His first name will be Ambum, A-m-b-u-m, pronounced Ammum. This time he will attain prominence from poverty, an experience which will greatly reinforce the strength of his entity’s purpose.

It is true that man is physically an animal and that a cat is an animal. Nevertheless the differences amount to a difference in plane, though they are not actually different enough, and so the various existences do manage to coexist. You cannot of course experience the cat’s sense of time, but you can come closer to understanding his sense of time than he could ever come in understanding yours.

Pretend that you not only understood your cat’s concept of time to some degree, but could also experience his sense of time through the cat itself. In doing this you would in no way bother, inhibit or annoy the cat. He would not be aware of your presence and in no way could this be represented as any sort of an invasion.