“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(It is March 6, 1964. It is a warm and very windy day here in Elmira, much windier than usual. The streets have been littered with debris from trees, and driving home this noon after taking Jane to work I felt several small limbs strike the roof of the car.

(At 8:30 this evening Jane had “not even a glimmer” of what Seth would discuss for the session. She did not say so, but by watching her I saw that she was becoming nervous, as she has quite often. She said that sometimes for a period of perhaps two weeks, she will have an idea of what Seth will talk about; then will begin a longer period during which she has no advance ideas. At 8:55 this evening she still had no idea of what she would be talking about. At 8:59 she had “just a tiny glimmer.”

(Jane began this session, without the board as usual, in a fairly strong voice. She immediately began to pace back and forth. Her eyes darkened.)

(Jane was still talking in a voice stronger than usual, though not one any deeper beyond a slight degree. Her pacing was rather slow. Also, her delivery was quite slow and deliberate.)

(Break at 9:41. This portion of the session ran longer than usual, and Jane said Seth didn’t want to stop. Jane was mildly dissociated. She said that she has been stewing about the problem of involvement since receiving the letter from the psychiatrist, but that the above material made her feel better.

I do not know specific people, but I will improve upon these matters as our grand duchess lowers her guard. I am quite dependent upon your Ruburt-Jane, not in my own perceptions but in my ability to communicate them to you. The whole problem lies here, but we are making strides, and we are making them despite some personal temporary setbacks, when Ruburt reads a book that makes him worry about these sessions. Then all three of us work twice as hard for the same results.

(“Is that why you said it’s a good idea for Jane to wait on her book yet?”)

(“Jane appears confident enough once she starts a session.”)

(“Well, I was just wondering if Jane’s confidence will increase when others begin to read this material.”)

(Now, Jane’s voice, which had been stronger than normal through the whole session, began to take on added timber; that is it began to grow deeper more than it increased in volume. I felt that this trend would continue. Already her voice had changed more than it had in any session except the 14th. She gave no sign of concern or surprise.)

(By now Jane’s voice was again lower and stronger.)

(“Is this why Jane’s voice is so much deeper now?”

(For now Jane’s voice was very deep and strong and vibrant. Listening as I wrote, I had flashes of feeling that it belonged to someone else entirely. I would say that it perhaps was even more pronounced.)

(“That’s what I was thinking—that Jane has to give permission before this voice effect can take place.”)

(Break at 10:46. The moment Jane sat down at break her voice returned to normal. During this dictation she was quite dissociated, she said. Somewhere along the way she realized her voice was deeper, but was not bothered by it. She knew her voice was responsible for the phenomena, yet felt at the same time as though the new voice was independent of her somehow.

(During break we also discussed the falling tree limb incident that I wanted to ask Seth about, and the tooth that had been bothering me for several days. The moment Jane resumed dictation, her voice returned to very nearly its full volume and depth. Her eyes darkened as usual. By now her pacing was somewhat faster. Resume at 10:57.)

(“Did Jane also receive this information?”)

(“Did Jane distort the Kennedy material she received through you?”)

(“What was the distortive word in the Kennedy poem? I’m sure Jane would like to know.”)

(A copy of this poem will be found at the end of the session. Jane was still talking in her loud deep voice.)

(Jane rapped on the table for emphasis.)

(By now, Jane’s voice had lost a little of its resonance and volume.)

(“Does Jane’s voice phenomena require more energy on your part?”)

(“And Jane’s confidence.”)

(“Does Jane feel better now?”)

(After the session, Jane said that along with this answer she also received the thought from Seth, which she did not give voice to, that even though Miss Callahan did not pass away by April 15th the date would still be a significant one for her, a time of change; but whether for the better or worse Jane did not know.

(Jane’s voice was by now quite a bit softer. It was obvious that she was tiring. Her pace was also slower.

(“So has Jane.”)

(“I’m afraid Jane is getting tired.”

(Jane’s voice was very quiet, her pacing slow and her eyes heavy.)

(“Do you think Bill might interfere in some way with Jane’s ability?”)

(End at 11:50. Jane was of course quite tired. During delivery she had been quite dissociated. She said that the deep voice was absolutely effortless as long as she went along with it, but when she would think about it, it would get hoarse. I noticed that this happened several times, though not to any great degree.

(Jane also received a thought concept from Seth concerning his method of thinking. It was brief, but to the effect that if he were with a roomful of people he would not confront each one in turn but “experience” them altogether, using his inner senses to appreciate as a whole all the personalities and emotions about him.

(Concerning the information Seth gave on my tooth, Jane said she tried very hard not to block it or interfere with it. She is afraid of making personal errors in such cases.)

(Note that Jane wrote this poem on Wednesday, November 20th. The president was assassinated on Friday, November 22nd. His murderer was in turn a victim. Jane said the reference to suicide doesn’t fit Ruby, murderer of the president’s assassin, unless he in turn dies by his own hand.

(“One smallest sliver of a thought/ Can cut its way through bone” could, Jane believes, be interpreted as a bullet in figurative terms. She states that consciously she had no inkling of the president’s death two days in the future, but now she wonders if unconsciously knowledge revealed itself in the poem.)