“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Before starting work this afternoon I studied my favorite tree for a while, noticing that the force of the wind had begun to peel back large sections of bark from some of the middle limbs. One of these limbs arched up over our lawn toward our living room on the second floor, and the jutting-out bay windows of the apartment beneath us on the ground floor. I remember thinking that if this limb should fall, it would be long enough to strike the house.

There is on Ruburt’s part a fear of becoming overly involved, and there is no basis here for any such danger. The wind is the wind irregardless of the branches through which it blows, and I am, irregardless of the subconscious mind in which or through which I appear. This should not need repeating. Obviously however I must repeat it constantly.

I believe that it will. Confidence should increase with each session. I have no control over exterior circumstances that affect you, however. Ruburt naturally can learn and is learning to control his responses to such conditions, and incidentally this week he has made a few strides as far as the quiet times he has spent in using psychological time.

Your divider is an excellent camouflage pattern. In case you wondered Ruburt’s weekend fling with the furniture was a result of various things—an inner, unrecognized knowledge that her publisher would put off the book for now, and a burst of doubt over these sessions coupled with worries concerning your parents.