“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The midplane is indeed an excellent description of the semiplane which she now inhabits. It is as you deduced a waiting plane for personalities at certain stages of development. For example, I myself am not on a semiplane. The midplane or semiplane contains a conglomeration of fragments at all stages of development, except that they have not attained sufficient knowledge or manipulability to progress further at this point. That is, they may be at various stages of evolutionary development but they are on an only fair level of achievement. They have not excelled, neither have they failed; they are working out problems of their own in a rather dissociated fashion. In other words they do not belong as yet, or are not committed to the next plane of their advancement.

I know you are rather concerned with the differentiation between planets and planes. I also know your mind is filled with ponderous questions, like an endless chasm filled to the brim with heavy rocks. Certainly you didn’t expect those huge radio stars to be cute little RCA transmitters? They are not quite that. I am in a quandary, and I admit it, as to which matters you would prefer I discussed first. I gather all sorts of weird projectiles thrown at me with vibrant force. Dreams, yours and Ruburt’s, your flying saucers, some of your visions, planes, planets and radio stars. You’d think surely that my first name was Encyclopedia. Just call me Psych for short, and spell it P-s-y-c-h.

Many of Malba’s suggestions along the lines of sleep and the subconscious were very good and should be followed. If you are worried about water dripping in your room by all means investigate. We will wait.

First of all if you’ll forgive me, I would like to go into the situations culminating in your illness of this time last winter. Your psychic state of nervousness, fear, lack of confidence and lack of focus as far as utilizing your artistic abilities were concerned, began to build up like many encircling walls. The ego imprisoned you more and more. Your subconscious healing abilities and the hidden subconscious vitality beneath became dammed up, seemingly with no means of release.

The ego must sit lightly, otherwise it can smother the talent that lies beneath. This is very properly your talent, your talent as a personality at this particular time. However, you are also more than you know. Your subconscious is a greater part of you than you know, and the ego is nothing more than the topmost portion of the subconscious. There is after all no dividing line, and you are as much your subconscious as you are your ego, and more.

Your own subconscious is the fountain of your individuality and personality. From it springs your talent. When the ego becomes too concerned with daily matters, with worry in other words, then the works of the tool become clogged. It becomes ineffective. Dissociation, and I will give you many ways of achieving it, unclogs the tool and is absolutely necessary. The freely working subconscious, or the inner you, is completely capable of taking care of all practical considerations, and will use the ego as a tool to see that this is done.

Begin the yoga exercises and follow them faithfully. Your few experiences with autosuggestion upon falling asleep have been ego-bound. Think of this in terms of muscle-bound and you will see what I mean. Be in a drowsy state and suggest, Ruburt, suggest, Joseph; do not attempt to bully or command the subconscious. Suggestions are all that are needed. Your love of nature, Joseph, and Ruburt your love of nature, is another method of dissociation, or can be if you use it as such.

You may take your break. I realize that I’ve run on. You are such a beloved friend that I want to help you along these lines as much as possible. Even then it is difficult to keep all aspects in mind, particularly as far as the present personality and its relation to past lives.

As far as smoking is concerned, dear Ruburt, I don’t want to break your heart. However you will find yourself dispensing with the habit in the very near future. I am amazed that Joseph smoked as long as he did. This was after all an uncharacteristic excess for him this time.

The tree on Jane’s kitchen wall is very nice, and it is also significant as far as your opening up is concerned. I cannot say that Ruburt would go mad over a painting on a kitchen wall, or anything else on a kitchen wall, but then Jane is a different Ruburt all over again.

The viruses and infections were of course present. They always are. They are themselves fragments, struggling small fragments without intention of harm. You have general immunity, believe it or not, to all such viruses and infections. Ideally you can inhabit a plane with them without fear. It is only when you give tacit agreement that harm is inflicted upon you by these fragments. To some degree, lesser, dependent lives such as household pets are dependent upon your psychic strength. They have their own, it is true, but unknowingly you reinforce their energy and health.

When your own personalities are more or less in balance you have no trouble at all in looking out for these creatures, and actually reinforcing their own existence with residues of your creative and sympathetic powers. In times of psychological stress or crisis, quite unwittingly you withhold this strong reinforcement.

In the cats’ deaths both cats inherited the peculiar illness, which was a virus, that killed them. In the case of the first cat, you were able to reinforce its strength and maintain its health for quite a while, and then you needed your energies for yourselves. The second cat barely enjoyed such reinforcement at all, and quickly succumbed.

Dissociation will blot out negative suggestions and is extremely beneficial. Nor is it difficult to achieve. It was impossible, Joseph, for your parents to even be decent when you returned from Florida for the same reason that you and Ruburt were unable to help your Mischa in his time of need. You were using all available energies to fight nervous projections, and therefore could not help maintain what was real.

(“All right, please continue.”)