“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I am not necessarily in favor of sessions outside a regular schedule, for reasons having to do with your natures rather than mine.

This is but a brief session. I do not intend to keep you very long, but I am pleased with the letter from Ace; and Jane is right, you have them hooked. And why not? My name was in the book. In any case the two of you are needed, as I mentioned earlier. For one thing we three have much in common. More in fact than you know thus far.

I was not trying to reach Ruburt in her sleep. Even I am not so bold as that. A woman’s slumber is after all a private and sacred thing. See how prim that last sentence would sound if it were merely written down without the lively, slightly sardonic inflection which I manage to give to Ruburt’s voice?

This is just a short private little session. I have never completely trusted the written word half as much as I trust the spoken word, and on your plane it is difficult to trust either. But I do not feel that I could be myself as easily if you tried automatic writing, for example. I do not mind speaking through Ruburt’s mouth. Somehow the sound of the words is rather pleasant. But seeing myself transformed more or less into plain black and white words on a page of paper seems dull and uninteresting. And I have always enjoyed conversation, which is the liveliest of all arts. And I am speaking now of the social arts, dear Joseph. Already I can see you yelling foul. I did not mean that conversation was on an equal par with painting.

I am sorry that this involved Ruburt with so much work voicewise, and that it involves you Joseph with so much hand work. I do go along with your individual talents, making use of them when I can, and helping you to develop abilities that you have let lie unused and latent.

I am having my hands full trying to give you material on Joseph’s side without trying to manipulate both of your relatives at once. Do you realize how much time and how much involvement it would cause you to give someone else a rundown on your own relatives, just in this lifetime?

I am leaving your past, that is immediate-past lives, for future reference because I’ll have such fun with you when the time comes. And I am not just making promises about our little party, either.

There is so much I could say. I could run on for hours but you would probably catch me. Incidentally, I am not fonder of you, Joseph, than I am of Ruburt, though I hope this doesn’t hurt your feelings.

I am not so dumb, either. I am equally fond of you both. It is just so much fun to taunt you. I always did, and you always taunted me back.