“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane had prepared a glass of iced coffee before the session began. Now she lifted it to show Bill and me. At the same time, her voice began to grow some-what deeper and stronger.)

(By now Jane’s voice was even lower and stronger than it had been a minute ago. Already the change was more drastic than it had been for many sessions. Her voice did not boom out, and was still recognizable as her own;yet the change was great, and I wondered if it might be even more dramatic. The presence of witnesses usually calls forth a little extra on Seth-Jane’s part as far as voice phenomenon is concerned. The 63rd session, when John Bradley had last been a witness, had also seen some voice changes; but they had been mild compared to this.)

Now Mark, you cannot see Joseph’s glass, nor can he see your glass. This can be proven mathematically, and scientists are already working with the problem, though they do not understand the principles behind it.

(For one who felt poorly at the start of the session, Jane now said she felt fine. Seth had “knocked her out quickly.” Our cat, Willy, now became active as break wore on, and as he has done for most recent sessions. Willy began to stalk through the apartment, crying out; it was a cool night and no bugs were to be seen. Willy behaved in quite a scary fashion, looking all about him.

(Now Jane stood in back of Bill, looking over his shoulder as he sketched.)

(Jane by now felt very good, fully recovered from her below-par feeling preceding the session. Clowning around, she moved into the doorway, into the exact spot in which, Bill said, Seth’s apparition was appearing. At this time, this moment, Bill said he could not see the image. I was standing beside the rocker Bill occupied, and both of us were watching Jane as she stood smiling and laughing in the bath doorway.

(Still not satisfied with his second sketch, Bill set to work to make a few small changes. Willy had quieted down by now. My writing hand felt no fatigue to speak of. Jane began dictating in the same strong and very deep voice. Indeed, she kept up with the voice phenomenon for the whole session, with no apparent discomfort of any kind, and no ill effects afterward. Resume at 10:08.)

Also a brief notice: Your doctor across the way even now looked up and saw me, as he has done upon various occasions. And yet this time he knew that something was different, and sensed the proximity.

(See the 56th session, page 110, for the full material on Bill’s recent illness. Now, again, Jane picked up Bill’s second drawing; she spoke directly to him.)

We will use the appearance of my image later to advance our discussion on the creation of matter. You may now take your break.

(Bill Macdonnel also stated that in his opinion Jane’s voice was at least an octave lower than its usual range. During the last monologue he stated he had seen nothing additional relating to the image in the doorway, and that he was not now seeing it.

(My writing hand by now was somewhat tired, since it had been a long fast session. Jane resumed dictation in the same deep voice, using many gestures as she paced about the room. Resume at 11:01.)

You will understand that it is completely erroneous to think in terms of one physical universe. You now exist in four different universes at this moment. That is, in the apparent space of one room, you will understand that there are four rooms.

My idea of fun may not be yours. Perhaps some night as you look out your new windows, you will see quite another scene. You may see Denmark. You could see a rather hilarious play re-enacted, perhaps in a certain barn which you might see in your front yard—over the brow of the hill, where there is no land now.

It grieves me, it truly grieves me, to leave you now, and I am not sure that I will.

(I had to admit my hand was pretty tired and cramped by now, but inertia helped. As long as I kept going I could keep going.

One note: I am having a marvelous time with Ruburt right now, keeping him from his cigarettes.

I see a rowboat with a symbol of some sort on it. I do not particularly see any women. That may be because my interests are somewhat different now, though this could be misleading.

And the recorder should be on. I will tell you when. And now, I will leave, out of compassion for two tired, misused, persecuted gentlemen. Ruburt I am not concerned with in that fashion, since he and I have managed quite well this evening. Cheerio.