“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane did some work on one of her paintings last night. She later told me that while working on it she felt quite uneasy. The feeling lasted for some time. No definite thoughts came to her about the sense of unease, and she had difficulty putting it into words.

(Here, I abruptly had a coughing spell as I attempted to swallow a sip of milk. It was rather severe and I had to stop my taking of notes. Jane waited quietly, watching me while I tried to breathe. Perhaps a minute passed.)

(Break at 9:43. Jane was this time more fully dissociated, she said. She felt “funny” when I started to cough, since even though she stopped dictation she still felt suspended between the trance state and the regular state of being. She said she couldn’t pull out of the trance easily until she said we should take a break. She wasn’t able, for instance, to quickly run over to try to help me. As far as I can recall this is the first time an interruption of this kind has occurred during her dictation.

(Jane had been delivering the material while pacing barefoot around the room. At one point she inadvertently knocked her foot against a metal coffee table leg. The blow made a good noise and I expected her to break off dictation, or at least wince. However she continued on as though nothing had happened. She now told me she felt her foot strike the leg of the table, but that ordinarily it would have bothered her a lot more than it did.

My most dear friends, I will now close our session, and may I say to Ruburt, if he will let me: Be of good cheer, for there are lights where you think there is darkness. And may I again assure him that his existence is in no way involved with any of the information he has received, at all.