“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(At this moment I had a mental picture of the sign outside the shop; I was wondering whether Seth could now tell us more about it.)

They were drawn to each other because of those previous ties, and yet in that past life this daughter was extremely cruel, particularly in speech, to Throckmorton. Sensing of course the bitterness that he felt because she was not a boy—incidentally this is a strong subconscious motive—this caused her to bear him three sons to help allay his bitterness. She gave him these three sons as a gift or sacrifice; and when it seemed he would not accept them as such she turned against him, made too much of the sons to pay him back. The relative who is now your mother’s niece contributed to some degree to the unrest in the previous family as it existed in England. The young relative was very jealous of the older daughter for her position in the family, and for the dowry which was hers.

You made a witty and somewhat frivolous comment, my dear Joseph, during your lengthy period of rest. It should lead you to understand human nature to a better degree than before. If women feel like mothering their husbands or lovers, if men find themselves occasionally amazed, alternating between feelings of sexual love, paternal affection and even boyish pride, as far as their own wives are concerned, now you can see why these feelings are so natural and inevitable.

The personality then changes course in midstream. Some, but not all, cases of insanity represent the personality’s inability to handle a particular problem, while at the same time it refuses to obey the orders from the inner senses to change course. On such occasions data from past lives rushes up or through the inner senses. The personality is no longer capable of shielding itself from this material when it goes beyond a certain point. That is, the personality is now working against itself.

(“Seth, where is Frank Watts now, by the way?”

(It was now 10:45. We asked John if he could come back later, explaining that we were doing some research on ESP for Jane’s book. John thanked us but said it would be too late and that he would see us next time. He said he believed in ESP. Both Jane and I were glad to see John, and later we discovered that both had the impulse to ask him to stay, but did not for fear the other would rather not. And of course Jane and I were wondering what effect, if any, the interruption would have on her ability to continue the session. But John no sooner closed the door upon leaving, than Jane resumed dictating.)

Your eager, bungling friend was an acquaintance in your immediately past lives, making late contact with you now. He was a sort of educated medicine man in those days, peddling many potions supposed to arouse erotic passions in weak and fainting Victorian ladies. He had seven children, a wife of almost obscene girth, and a child called Stephen who was a pharmacist or doctor. His name was Cronton the Third.

You needn’t. He is doing very well for himself. And now, dear friends, good night. I will of course continue the session if you want me to.

Sleepy time is no crime. Now I am no poet and you know it.