“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This morning Jane invited Dr. and Mary Piper to witness the session tonight. The doctor and his wife accepted the invitation, contingent upon whether his office was still busy at session time, and whether they could get a baby sitter.

(Again, it was a very hot and humid evening. A light rain was falling by 8:55 PM, and the Pipers had not appeared. Although Jane did not seem nervous, I knew she was nervous to some degree because of the prospect of new witnesses.

(Jane then resumed; but now her voice was much stronger and some-what deeper, quite different from the easygoing tone and volume she had used to open the session.)

(By now, Jane’s delivery was much more vigorous, her voice quite loud and strong. Now she walked over to a cane chair that was unoccupied.)

(Break at 9:23. Jane was dissociated as usual. Seth has yet to explain what he means by “preparing” our new house for us. During break we tried to give the Pipers a brief resume of what the Seth material involves. Jane resumed in the same vigorous and strong-voiced manner at 9:32.)

Nevertheless, Norman has twice before been a man, and the time immediately preceding this existence he was a woman. There were two children then, and he is in this life closely acquainted with three individuals who were close to him in the past existence.

He once, and not purposely, broke a man’s back in an accident involving horses. There was no deep guilt involved. Nevertheless in the woman’s existence he passed by a feeling of guilt. This time he mends people’s backs, but this is not the only connection.

He was an alchemist. He has been in past existences concerned with matters that lie beneath matter, if you will excuse a pun; and for this reason the interest has grown. One life was in a country close to what you now call Palestine, I believe approximately 832 A.D., and in this life the accident occurred.

Again, we find that the woman has been twice a male. This has given an open-mindedness that is this time combined with a more feminine intuition. The nearest I can come now is that one life was concerned with the occupation of a boatsman, of rather small craft, skirting near the shores of the Mediterranean.

The craft carried merchandise but not spices, rather perhaps cotton. There was also a soldier’s rather superstitious existence, in an involvement during the Crusade period, where if I may say so, men were driven like fools, and sometimes brainless idiots, in fine pursuit of an idea of God which they could neither conceive or construct.

(Jane pointed at Bob Piper. By now her voice was quieting down.)

He was indeed at that time as superstitious as the rest. In a battle, he was killed by a Moor. The looting carried on in the name of the Christian God would indeed make the pagans blush.

There is still a tendency here to depend perhaps overmuch on intuitions which are basically sound; but such a dependence must go hand in hand with the discipline of which I have spoken. The death occurred in desert. It happened very close to Lepanto. He was then in his late fifties, and left two women. Not one. Also one son and four daughters.

There is much more along these lines. I believe he sent a message to one woman by a young man, and the message was not delivered. This will not mean much to his present personality on a conscious level, but the fact that the message was not delivered will mean much to the inner self, for that previous personality had set store by it.

(Break at 9:56. Jane was dissociated as usual. She resumed in her quieter voice at 10:06.)

There was no communication between the four of you in the past, and no linkage of your lives. There has been however, a telepathic sort of communication between you in the present, and it is no coincidence that you became acquainted. On a subconscious level you realized that many of your interests were the same.

The child of the man and the woman has existed as a personality four times before, which makes him older than his parents, in a manner of speaking. He died as a young child upon one occasion, a girl with musical abilities. During another existence in, I believe Babylonia, he was what passed for a scribe.

He worked on tablets of stone, and was given social position because of this ability, though he did not come from well-to-do parents.

His entity name is Waldoon. The musical ability was picked up again in the 16th century in England, where we find him as a minor composer for organ, where he used the scribe’s ability as well.

There is a mechanical talent, early developed, though strangely in a woman’s life, when he was a girl caring for a father’s shop. The shop was concerned with the forerunner, or a forerunner, of balloons, an early invention that never became popular, for the distribution of letters in medieval France.

Ruburt I believe once wrote a poem in which he stated, much more poetically indeed, that pain was deeper than a lake or a river; and this type of depth is that to which I refer here. There are perspectives of which you know relatively little, and they in turn are frameworks, forming physical constructions, actual physical constructions, which you do not perceive.

(Break at 10:28. Jane was dissociated as usual. She resumed in the same manner, somewhat more strong and forceful than usual, at 10:35.)

(End at 10:55. Jane was dissociated as usual. My writing hand felt little fatigue.)

(Sat. 7/25, 1:00 AM: Upon retiring a series of brief flashes of people and places. Color was very slight and subdued. Nothing familiar.

(Sun. 7/26, 9:15 PM: Halfway through achieving the desired state I experienced my familiar thrilling sensation rather strongly. It was followed by a mild yet durable feeling of enlargement in both my wrists and hands, and feet.

(Mon. 7/27, 8:15 PM: A slight indication of my familiar sensation upon lying down. It was very hot and humid and difficult to achieve the proper state.