“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(At this moment, by coincidence both Jane and John lit cigarettes. Jane smokes often during her deliveries, yet has little memory of doing so. Habit operates here to perfection, since while delivering material Jane will pick up her package of cigarettes, shake one out, light it and puff away, without losing track at all of her material.)

(This is really weird, and though it is now 11:00 AM as I write this I am still shaky. I was rather tired this morning but began work on my ESP book as usual. As 10:00 AM approached I did decide I would have to rest for half an hour; I then got the idea of putting myself into a light trance and suggesting that my subconscious would consider any problems I might encounter in the chapter I was working on. At 9:55 I turned the radio off in the front room where I was working, and leaving the doors open between the front room and the bedroom, I lay down.

(As I began to put myself in a light trance state, suddenly from the living room came a static noise such as our radio often makes. It was loud and unmistakable, with a voice-like sound in it also. I knew very well that I’d turned the radio off, but I was tempted to get up and check, and under ordinary circumstances would have done so. However, I then remembered something that had happened sometime last week when I had also been trying psychological time, that I had forgotten. That time I had also turned the radio off, but then I kept on hearing music from it, in varying volume. I started to get up but remembered the click the switch made when I had turned it off, so, curious, I stayed on the couch and listened. The orchestrated music continued for perhaps three or four minutes before fading away. Later I checked the radio and it was indeed turned off. Today after I got up I checked the radio and it was turned off also.

(This is but the beginning. Today I listened for the noise again but heard nothing. I then continued putting myself in a light trance, suggesting that my subconscious would give me an experiment that would prove the validity of clairvoyance, premonition or prediction for the chapter I was working on. I was thinking in terms of an experiment for the reader to try.

(I then tried to contact my husband Rob mentally. I said, “I love you, I’m standing by your chair in the art department at the card co.,” but though I felt very light I did not see or feel myself there. I wondered if Rob might be out of the room on coffee break.