“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(By 8:45 Jane had the jitters as usual before a scheduled session. Last night she was not nervous, since the session was unscheduled.

(We had been speculating about spending our immediately-past lives in Boston, since Seth had hinted at this in the last session. We opened the session by sitting silently at the board, but Jane began to receive Seth even as the pointer spelled out his greeting. She laid the board aside and began to dictate in a normal voice, pacing as usual.)

(Jane’s voice was still normal and her eyes had their usual darker look. But by now the rhythm of her pacing as she dictated Seth’s messages had picked up quite a bit. She was moving about faster than ever before; so much so that I began to think it might be extremely fatiguing if she kept it up.)

(Break at 9:35. Jane said the sentences making up this message were so long and involved that she made no effort to pay any attention to them while voicing them. This seemed strange to her because as a writer she is used to watching out for grammar, punctuation, etc.

(Break at 10:00. Jane resumed her fast pacing when we began again at 10:04.)

(Break at 10:32. During break Jane seemed to become aware of several things at once. She said she thought she’d been in a trance of some kind almost from the beginning of the session. She had no memory of giving the above monologue; she said it was as though she had “vanished.” I told her that of course she was with me all the time, pacing so fast that at times it was distracting. The material, she said, came through with no distortion at all. She felt as though she were a pure vehicle; she had no conscious thoughts about it, she was hardly aware of her environment at all. She had a vague memory of picking up a wineglass once. Actually I had watched her smoke a couple of cigarettes while dictating, pace back and forth, pause to look out the windows, etc. She did not feel tired, nor had her voice shown any changes.

(Jane also now became aware of her “fat” hands again. She said they felt as though there was flesh between the fingers that she was not used to having there. We examined them. They were wet, and to me the fingers appeared thicker. Again, she could not get one of her rings back on.

(Jane resumed dictation at 10:42.)

(By now Jane’s delivery was really wound up. Though she did not talk much faster she emphasized the words more, used more gestures, and paced about even more rapidly. However I had the feeling she was not in as deep a trance state as before. Her hands still bothered her also; she had taken off one ring at the start of the session but had left her wedding ring on; now she was trying to get that one off too, but without success.)

(Break at 11:18. During this monologue Jane was not as far out, she said, yet was still “away” while talking. The phenomena persisted with her hands, though to a lesser degree, but she still could not get her wedding ring off.

(Jane felt about the same as she did at our last break. Now that the session was over she realized that she’d had hardly any consciousness of what was going on through the whole thing. Yet, she didn’t feel as tired as usual. We had little thought of continuing however.

(Jane said the bravo referred to the session. End at 11:51.)

(The third time, after 12:30 AM, I was standing in the doorway to our kitchen talking to Jane when I had the sensation. This time it was not as strong. Even then, I was not quick-witted enough to capitalize upon it, perhaps by asking questions aloud. I was too involved, too swept up by this feeling, to be that objective on such short notice.

(I remember that I stood up and paced about for a few moments. Within a short time I forgot about it, until now. I recall that in a recent session Seth said that I had called for help. I had not left my full-time job at Artistic then, but was close to doing so, and at the time I had not been feeling well. Also, when I had the experience last Saturday, I was not feeling my best. As best I can remember, I did not tell Jane of the sensation I experienced at Artistic a year ago.