“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Sat. 7/11, 1:30 AM: While drowsing before going to sleep, I saw briefly a woman of about 40, who sat curled up within the left third of a rectangular white screen. It was brief but quite clear. She had short straight light brown hair, and smiled down at me over her right shoulder. I made a sketch of the vision.

I am glad that at least Ruburt seems merry, since Philip is obviously in such low inner spirits.

It is more than possible that he can achieve his ends and at the same time retain his integrity without blemish. I am indeed no businessman as such, and yet I know that true value speaks for itself, as his value to the company is on record.

I am, first, out of the splendid goodness of my heart, going to make a short suggestion. You have been so faithful, and indeed so studious in our discussion of matter, on matters that matter, that I will let you off, if Ruburt and you would like to accompany your down-in-the-mouth Philip on his trip from bar to bar.

You, Philip, must come to our party. I am going to put on a—he’s a slow writer—

—I am going to put on a demonstration for my own edification and amusement that you should all enjoy.

(Nor did he reveal his presence while we sat in a neighborhood tavern later, with more beer. It was a very peaceful and relaxing time; we said good night to John at about 2 AM.)

(Jane: 7/14, 11:30 AM: I heard an unidentified voice say clearly, “Pierre will be down tonight; he will be at the door.”

(Jane: 7/15, 11:30 AM: While trying psychological time I began daydreaming about the house we plan to buy. In this state I turned on a faucet in the sink. I then had the startling experience of hearing the water rush out of the faucet as clearly as if I were in the same room with it.)