“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Just before the session was due, I mentioned two things I hoped Seth would discuss: his dates for Miss Callahan, and the car experiment on my part, described on page 302. [Our car is an ancient, rusted-out Ford station wagon.]

I am insistent that Ruburt have a vacation, at least to some degree, and will not go deeply into these matters until our next session. There is much to be explained. Needless to say, emotional impetus was at the base of success at both occasions; and lack of emotional impetus was the main reason for your failure when the both of you tried to move the ring, using your psychic energies the other evening.

(Here Seth surprised us by referring to one of our little efforts of last Monday evening, after the session. In this experiment, we sat at a bare table in the dimly-lit room. On the table lay Jane’s ring, an inch from an ashtray. Our objective was to focus our psychic energies together and move the ring until it struck or touched the ashtray. From various information Seth has given us, I believe such things are possible at times, and Jane agrees. This time however, Jane quickly became impatient for some reason, and literally commanded the ring, mentally, to move. Of course it did not.)

Because his conscious desire was based strongly upon inner emotional need, and not opposed to it, and because the emotional need at that time was powerful, that is his need to leave on vacation, and because he remembered our discussion on expectation, he was able to utilize both conscious and unconscious energies. In other words, to consciously focus his subconscious psychic abilities to perform toward a definite, material end.

(It took place on Friday afternoon. We were due to leave on vacation Saturday morning. As a precaution I took the car to our regular gas station and left it for an oil change. This was at 1 PM; I was due to pick it up at five, then meet Jane at the gallery to drive her home.

(We ate quietly and slowly, then walked back up to the garage. While two blocks away, I thought I could see a blue and white car parked outside it. Jane said it was our car, though I was sure she could not see it, actually, well enough to know for sure. But it was our car, ready for us. Jane told me then that all through the meal, she had concentrated as hard as she could on the fact that the car would be fixed and waiting for us. She was, she said, determined to go on vacation Saturday morning.)

Ruburt’s voice will suffer not at all from our session, although I know that he has been coughing and hacking all day.