“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(“Good evening, Seth.”)

(Break at 9:27. Again for a first break, Jane was fully dissociated. She knew that she was dictating very slowly, she said, yet she was not groping. She felt Seth was searching her vocabulary in order to express himself as best he could. Here she thought that Seth was dealing with a concept that was not suited for expression in words, nor was it meant to be expressed in words. Jane felt that what came through was close enough but still left a lot to be desired.

(Last week, Jane had awakened with the lower left side of her jaw badly swollen. The doctor had not thought it a bad tooth, and put her on a regimen of anti-biotics. The swelling was now gone and Jane felt all right, though she planned to see a dentist for an X-ray to check upon any possible bad tooth. She had no trouble eating. Now during break, she used the pendulum to ask her subconscious a few questions about the cause of the swelling; the answers she obtained indicated the cause was psychosomatic, and that a salivary gland had been involved. While she was conducting this little session, she reported that she felt a great, amused tolerance from Seth.

(Seth’s point here is certainly well taken, and Jane and I have often discussed her phenomenal physical performance during sessions. If one were to set out consciously determined to go walking for a period of two hours, twice a week without fail, he might approximate somewhat what is involved. But Jane, while thus engaged, is also busy translating Seth’s messages and speaking them aloud. So a more accurate performance might be for one to take a two-hour walk, talking constantly the while; the combination interspersed with perhaps three short breaks.)

(While giving me the above data, Jane as Seth asked me if I was tired, and I said no although my hand was somewhat cramped. The incident referred to above took place in Santa Monica, California in I believe September of 1956. Jane and I were visiting her father there, who was building some apartments. The nail I stepped on penetrated rather deeply through the sole of my shoe, but was not very painful; but since it was rusty we thought it best to get a tetanus shot. We went into the house to wash the foot, and much to my surprise I fainted.

(The hypnosis session referred to here by Seth took place some months ago, and the information given here in this session does not contradict any other information I gave while hypnotized. Jane has the event on tape and is using it in her book on ESP. We have often wondered about the validity of the material I gave during the hypnosis session; we have meant to probe further but have not had the time.)

(It appears to Jane and me that a distortion has already appeared, since Seth states that I wanted the sister I did not get, yet also married her. I will ask Seth about it in a future session. I did not catch the error during dictation; being as usual so busy writing, I have more than once found it easy to lose track of the content of the words I am transcribing. Too, Seth has previously stated that distortions are most likely to appear either in the beginning or at the end of a session; and this one cropped up close to the end.

(Jane’s voice was by now very hoarse and tired, yet she continued. I take Seth’s reference to a friend’s apothecary shop to mean the one operated by our friend in this life, John Bradley, who has been a witness to several sessions. According to Seth, John in his immediate past life ran such a shop in Boston; he moved at that time in the outer circle of our acquaintance. See the 21st session [in Vol. One]. In that life Seth states John died in 1863, which helps determine the time Jane and I lived in our immediately past life also.)

(“Good night, Seth.”