“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(We began as usual by sitting at the board. A foot of snow had fallen, beginning Sunday night. Although we took the first few answers through the board, from the beginning Jane received them within also. We did not ask a question to open the session.

(Jane said this smart remark referred to her.

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.

(Here Jane’s voice began to get louder and to deepen as she paced back and forth. Although there was quite a change, her voice did not reach either the depth or volume of the previous session.)

I suggest, only to give Jane’s much-maligned vocal chords a rest, that you take a break for a few minutes, though as you will note by the clock hardly a half hour has passed. Hardly a test of your endurance.

(Break at 9:27. By now Jane’s voice had regained its normal tone, though it was a bit hoarse. We sipped some wine. Among other things I mentioned that I had intended to ask Seth about schizophrenia sometime. Jane began to get an answer to this, and when she began dictation her voice was normal. Resume at 9:30.)

(Jane’s voice was by now a little deeper and stronger; but that was the extent of such phenomena for this session.)

(Break at 9:50. When Jane began dictating again, her voice once more deepened slightly. Resume at 10:02.)

While I am with you I am in a way that I will explain later attached to Jane, in that I see what she sees, and so forth. I can of course dissociate myself but the effort involved in doing this and returning is really not quite worth the effort. It is like putting one sort of diving equipment on, removing it for another, and then redonning the first. Costumes are not always physical attire. They may also serve as a sort of vehicle, in the manner of the diving equipment.

(Jane now turned off the brightest of our two lights, then opened the blinds as Seth requested. She stood at the window, looking out at our busy intersection one house away as she talked. Fresh snow covered everything.)

(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.)

(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.

Your vision experience is coming along well, Joseph. You can expect it to enlarge, grow and mature, as Ruburt’s ability has already shown astounding progress. I hesitate to go into Jane’s Walter Zeh experience at this time. Her conscious ego sets up barriers, and in all cases she must willingly permit material to come through. Suffice it to say that she got rid of some previous responsibilities and paid off an old debt.

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.

(Willy was acting up again, chasing after Jane as she paced back and forth while dictating.)

Beneath this you will find the succeeding layers that have to do with personal reincarnations. Beneath this you will find material dealing with the race as a whole, and as Jane supposed even layers dealing with the prehuman state.

(Break at 10:37. During the above monologue Jane’s voice was quite normal, and so it remained for the rest of the session. Without my asking any questions, Jane resumed dictating at 10:45.)

(And here, staring at me, Jane pounded the table for emphasis.)

([I asked Jane:] “Is Seth going to say anything about his form?”)

(“Can you tell us something about the dream Jane had, in which she seemed to be receiving instructions on psychic phenomena?”

(Jane dictates in a normal voice:)

(Seated at the board, we touched our hands to the pointer. I spoke first, then Jane.