“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(By 8:55 Jane was nervous as usual, though not because of the witnesses. When she began dictating her voice was quite strong and somewhat deeper, more so than usual. She maintained this good voice throughout the session so it need not be mentioned again. Her pacing was rather slow, her eyes dark as usual.)

This relationship has gone on through three successive lives as far as Roarck and his friend is concerned. I have not known him, nor have you, Joseph. He was involved in the Inquisition period, and also like Roarck still has remnants of old rigidities.

The bounds amount to bonds in some cases. He is given to fervent allegiances, and often should listen to the dictates of inner discipline. The cruelty which he inflicted upon others during the period of the Inquisition was inflicted with the most pure of purposes. He believed firmly that he was following the dictates of God. More cruelties have been effected by principled men than unprincipled men would ever dream.

The personality has endeavored to right old wrongs, and has succeeded to a great degree, but at the risk of sacrificing inner spontaneity, and even at the risk of losing the very authoritative aspects of his nature, so that there is still a tendency to follow rather than to lead; simply because in the period of the Inquisition he was in a place of authority, he led; and he led men into atrocities committed in the fine name of principle and religion. For this reason, while he is still tempted to lead, he allows himself to lead only in small ways, not trusting yet the judgment which at one time betrayed him.

I would like to make a remark for your benefit, Joseph. The experience during psychological time, involving your own image by a body of water, was a most valid clairvoyant experience, in that you have not as yet visited this particular spot, and it was a glimpse into what you prefer to call the future.

The girl was a relative of yours. The incident actually occurred in 1935. The relative now lives in your town. The dog does not.

(“Who was the relative?”)

(Break at 9:25. Jane was more fully dissociated than usual, for a first monologue.

(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.

(Break at 9:55. Jane was fully dissociated. Jim Beckett stated that midway through the monologue, he felt the presence of Bill Macdonnel so strongly that he expected to see Bill walk in the door. However Bill did not appear throughout the evening. It will be remembered that Jim B. and Bill were witnesses to the 47th session. That was the first time they had met, although Seth stated they had known each other in previous lives.

I suggest your break, and if I seem to be ignoring our guests, I was never much of a party boy, although I have my moments. They are extremely welcome, and I expected them both.

(Break at 10:35. Jane was dissociated as usual. She resumed at 10:46, still using a good strong voice.)

(Break at 11:18. Jane was dissociated as usual. Seth’s reference concerned Jim Tennant’s wife. Jim T’s thought was that his wife could take shorthand notes of the sessions. Since she was quite young, Jim T was also concerned about her interest in the sessions, since she had not had time to develop an interest in ESP.

(End at 11:40. Jane was dissociated as usual. Jim Beckett had departed at last break. We discussed with Jim Tennant our reasons for our very cautious approach to and with the Seth material, stressing our feeling that it was best to be on the very conservative side as far as claims, etc., went. We invited him to attend future sessions; and it was becoming more and more apparent that we would have to make some kind of arrangement for others to be able to read the material, without letting it out of our hands. We are of course most anxious that nothing happens to the one copy we have for ourselves.

(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.

(On April 30, 1964, Thursday, Jane had a most interesting experience, at 11:30 AM. Trying psychological time, she suddenly realized that she was in her old environment, Middle Avenue, in Saratoga Springs, NY. She saw the street she had grown up on, very clearly and in a way that she could not do in a dream. She stood in front of her house, but with her back to it. It was winter; the ground was covered with packed snow; so were the roads, although there were no heaping snow banks.

(Jane then saw a young boy, pulling two other boys on a sled. She immediately knew it to be Curtis Lundgren, as a boy. She has not seen Curtis Lundgren, who is now a grown man, since our marriage ten years ago. The sight of the boy immediately confused Jane, since of course she knew Curtis L. to be grown by now. Yet the neighborhood was real. She thought: “Why, this isn’t today—yet it must be. Lundgrens live right around the corner.”

(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.

(Jane also remembers seeing some bare lilac bushes in a neighbor’s yard, across the street and next to a grade school building’s fence. It was a gray day, in the morning. She saw no other cars or people. And like me in my experiences, she did not think to attempt speaking to those she did see.)

(The following experience happened to me today between 11:45 and 12:00 noon. I told myself repeatedly that I was extremely light, light as a feather. The experience was qualitative, very vivid, unforgettable.

(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.

(Also I wondered about the advisability of going further when no one was around. Rob was at work. I was tempted to go ahead anyhow, but instead I counted to three and came out. I felt terrific, refreshed, dazzled. I wondered, because of the intensity of the feeling, if this is what is meant by ecstasy.)