“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I had no results trying psychological time today, 6/29, at 8:15 PM.

(At 8:55 PM Jane was still sitting out on the front steps; it had been a very hot day, and a busy one for us. By this time I was getting my papers together for the session. I took my usual place at our living room table, wondering whether Jane would appear on time. Just as I became comfortably seated she entered, saying that although she did not know the exact time she felt she should come upstairs.

(Earlier this evening the pendulum had told Jane we would have a witness for the session, but none had appeared. Jane was somewhat nervous by 8:59, though not anything like she used to be. She began dictating on time in a normal voice, and at a rather brisk pace. Her eyes darkened and she paced back and forth as usual. None of these attributes changed to any degree during the session.)

(Jane and I have been waiting without effort, yet with anticipation, for Seth to get to our personal experiments with psychological time. We have kept detailed records, and I have made at least a sketch of most of mine. Many of mine have been visual, while Jane seems to produce more audio effects. We have been aware, without making any detailed analysis of our own, due to lack of time for the study necessary, that our experiences with psy-time would probably fall into certain categories.)

A vacation will do him much good. Not necessarily a vacation from me, you understand, though I may give you time off after all. I am not sure if I can get through clearly this evening, with further material on the nature of matter, through Ruburt’s turbulent mazes.

I have certainly given you good preliminary data to build upon, and I suggest when you find time, that you reread the last four sessions, excluding last night’s session.

There is therefore a strong thread of continuity-purpose in all his constructions. An individual’s physical constructions therefore are projected by him onto and into material, in answer to inner psychological purpose.

Put on a grander scale, he certainly does mold history, in terms of continuity on your plane. It is important that you consider the nature and construction of matter in terms of this inner, individual psychological purpose, for this is after all the heart of the matter.

There can be no division here, even in our discussion, for simplicity’s sake; for such division would lead you far astray. You can see this more easily perhaps in terms of, say, gallstones or kidney stones, which are adverse constructions, projected by the individual because of psychological imbalance; that is, a confusion of inner purpose.

I mentioned at one time the unfortunate occurrence of your dog’s illness. The dog, of course, created and maintained his own physical construction, but you saw only your own construction of him.

These are not vague, formless half-realities. Their existence is as real as your own, but simply on a different level. For various reasons all of your ideas are obviously not constructed onto the physical plane. Many of these reasons are psychological. Some of these reasons have to do with matters which we have not yet discussed.

It is true that generally your energy is focused into physical construction and manipulation. Not all of it is so used. However, all ideas and all energy is constructed in one way or another. Those ideas which are impractical to construct physically, either for psychological or psychic reasons, are channeled into construction on other planes or levels.

These other constructions are extremely important to the entity, and are also constructed for psychological purpose; and once constructed work out their own fate.

(While trying psychological time I had the following experiences:

(Tuesday, 6/30, 8:30 PM: I experienced my usual sensation upon suggestion to myself that I felt light, although in quite a mild form. Later, I had a brief glimpse from directly overhead of two men descending into an outside cellarway attached to a house. They both wore hats, which I could see plainly, and their faces were hidden. I also saw the steps leading down, and the opened wooden door on the right, from my viewpoint. I thought the men might be inspecting a property, and so add that this is the time of month that Jane and I have been considering the purchase of a home. We too have been looking over a property.

(First I heard an unidentified female voice offstage to my right say quite clearly: “It’s coffee time.”

(Later I saw the smiling face of our landlord, James Spaziani. He said something quite clearly, which I understood and retained for a few minutes, but nevertheless forgot by the time the experiment was over.

(It might be worth noting here a point which came out as Jane and I were discussing the above experiment the next day. It develops that at about the precise time I had induced the desired state in myself, while lying on the bed in our bedroom, Jane had been sitting quietly in the living room, almost dozing on the couch. Two closed doors separated us. It had been a busy day for Jane at the gallery, so busy in fact that she had not had time to go down to the restaurant for the usual order of coffee the gallery personnel are used to enjoying every afternoon. While sitting on the couch, she had thought again about missing coffee break; the thought had come with some vehemence because the gallery is in a state of flux, and Jane finds this quite upsetting.)