“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I realize that Ruburt in particular is in no mood for levity, and I would for his sake tell him that the information contained in his psychological time experiments, and in his dreams of late, is merely the fabrications of his subconscious, of which in the past he was not aware.

However, I cannot tell him this, since he has indeed received a communication from someone he knew as his mother’s friend. And he received further information or collaborative information, in his own psychological time experiences.

Last night’s dream was a communication from the Helen who was the friend of Ruburt’s mother. The message was directed to Ruburt. He did not pick it up from his mother. The envelope, the black envelope, was obviously a symbol, but it did enable Ruburt to see the name of the woman who was sending the message. And the import of the dream was clear to him merely in the perception of that simple data, the black envelope, with the return name in the left hand corner, and though he does not recall it, his name on the envelope as the person to whom the communication was sent.

Even in his dream he was stunned, afraid that the death was his own. This is why he could not remember that the envelope was addressed to him. In his dream, therefore, which he knew he would remember because of his training, he then added shielding fabrications, interwoven with the valid information.

We are going about this explanation in our own way; Ruburt and I have a pact, now, of which he is not consciously aware, and if I observe certain niceties or conventions, which I am perfectly willing to accept, then he lets me through. As a rule he will. It involves my not shocking him right away with painful data, but working around it rather craftily, and yet still in my own way getting the material across.

I here suggest that Ruburt break after all. Give him a glass of milk and a bit of solid food, and then if he is up to it, and I think that he shall be, we will continue.

This made him more worried that the future death foreseen was his own, since he was looking up at a nurse and doctor while they looked down at him. He heard the words spoken by a nurse, “She is still in shock,” but he distorted the words so that he remembered them as being, “She is coming out of shock.”

Now that this is finished, we can return again to the subject at hand, and the mirror instance. The mirror, again, would have offered valid data had Ruburt looked into it, but again he grew frightened. And the mirror was, once more, a means by which information could be made intelligible to him, and specific, though the mirror in larger terms did not exist.

You will be given all support from me, and from others, in the situation which will develop, and Ruburt will find that he will come through with a minimum of difficulty, considering the normal discomfiture involved in any circumstance of such nature. That is, there will be no added strain, due to the unusual relationship that has existed between him and his mother.

(Also Tuesday: While falling asleep near midnight, I saw my brother Loren very clearly if briefly. He was with a group of young men and women I did not know. It appeared to be summer. Loren wore a colorful short-sleeved sport shirt and a light brown straw hat with a narrow brim. I believe he carried a pipe in his left hand. He stood on the left side of my field of vision. Smiling at me, he held out his right hand toward me. I did not hear him say anything.