“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(My confusion over the name of my cousin Ruth stemmed from the fact that when Seth referred to “your town” I thought of Sayre, PA, where I grew up, instead of Elmira, 18 miles away, where Ruth grew up. In 1935 I was 15 years old. Ruth being a few years younger, her physical dimensions at that time would closely match the young girl I drew in my pen and ink sketch of the experience. Also, the girl I saw was a blonde, and Ruth is a blonde.

It is much better if you proceed surely, fairly confidently. But excess enthusiasm can lead to fanaticism, and this at all costs must be avoided. The two witnesses this evening have worked out very well. It is possible that the wife in question may work out well also, but the approach to her should not be overly impassioned, as this would be a mistake.

(On Tuesday, April 28, 1964, as she was dropping off to sleep, Jane experienced a rather unpleasant sensation within her body. She had, she said, an abrupt feeling as though she had been “hit over the head.” Her body did not move on the bed; she merely felt this very definite jolt within, at the top of her skull. No other sensation or experience followed, and she fell asleep.

(Just prior to the following experience, Jane again underwent this jolting sensation. It was, she said, an actual physical sensation of a blow on the head. While it was fairly unpleasant, it was also over instantly.

(Everything then disappeared. Without knowing how she did it, Jane then brought everything back, and looked it all over. She thought: “Why, it is today—there’s Rabe’s house on the corner, and the neighborhood store.” She then realized that all she saw was in the past. She looked at it again and gave a most heartfelt, deep sob. Then it was gone.

(The stronger waves seemed to grow progressively stronger however. Once I “saw” a great light, as if perhaps the sun had come out suddenly. [It is a very dark, rainy day.] This thrilling continued, till it was scarcely bearable. I felt that I would literally be carried away, or swept away. At no time was I concerned for my own safety. The experience was amazingly pleasurable. I had suggested in the beginning that I snap out of the trance state by noon, and had set the alarm. It did not ring, however, and I became aware that the time set for the trance was over.