“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Thus, Seth seems to be saying in the above paragraph that Jane received a communication through a personality that has been dead for two years. When Jane described her dream to me I had mistakenly taken it for granted that Helen McIlwain was still alive.)

Ruburt is trying not to block me, but there is some difficulty, which we will attempt to overcome.

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.

(Jane paused to look at me. I nodded no, thinking it probably better that she continue. She did not look well, I thought, yet appeared to be holding her own. Since the trance state appeared to be acting as a shield or buffer, allowing her to digest the material at a slower rate, I did not insist that she take a break.

(Jane had paused here, groping for the right words. Standing with her eyes closed, she attempted to describe to me by gestures what she meant by eyelets and “another projection.” I didn’t get it.

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.

(What I did not know was that right after I left the apartment Jane had a sudden strong urge to walk back to the studio and look out. She found herself doing this almost without thinking, for she felt that my garage was blocked by another car. She did not see the car that had been blocking my way, for it had been moved by then. She saw me back out of the garage as usual. I did not look up to see her for I did not expect to. Jane says this is the first time she can remember that she has checked up to see if the garage was blocked. Nor does she watch me leave for work. She too forgot the incident until I happened to mention my experience at lunch.)