“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(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.

I am also aware that your real-estate man was here, and I am also aware that we are still involved in our discussion on matter. Also, I have been letting your own experiments collect for a while. You will see for yourself that they will have a tendency to fall into certain types of pattern, and you will have various examples of each type.

(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.)

There is still much to be covered in our discussion of matter, and this also will be basic, for the understanding of other data. I still do not see any difficulty as far as the house and your finances are concerned. I have told you that this is to be your own decision, and I have given you information that should be helpful.

(For the record, let it be known that our landlord, James Spaziani, has already looked at the house in question. He did so Sunday night, yesterday, unknown to Jane and me. Yesterday afternoon I had told Jimmy that Jane and I would value his opinion of the property, but no arrangements had been made as to when the three of us might get together to look the property over. Jimmy told me this afternoon that he had already seen the house.)

(Our cat Willy had been more or less peaceful during the first delivery, but just before break ended he became quite active, as he has often done lately during sessions. Willy began to chase bugs. Then as Jane began dictating he dove for her ankles and began nipping at them none too gently. Without interrupting her delivery Jane picked him up and deposited him in another room. Resume at 9:38.)

I am not going to hold a full session because of the extra one. Nevertheless I am concerned that we do progress in our discussion on matter, and some of tonight’s material is quite important.

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 am truly amazed that Ruburt allowed me to come through on this last material so well, because of his mood this evening. I would also like to mention that our communication itself involves my use of such an overlapping point.

You might find our glass discussion, Joseph, evocative for your painting. I would like to add a personal note in the way of a suggestion only, that camping some weekends if you can manage it, will be most beneficial to you both, and should even refresh your abilities in your own particular art fields.

(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.)