“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I have little to report concerning my recent psy-time experiences, achieving little beyond a moderate sensation. This appears to be a low point for me.

(Yesterday a friend from our Sayre days visited us. We had not seen Sonja for several years. She is a nurse, has married a doctor from Turkey, and is spending a few months in this country before joining him in Turkey. Sonja has always been attached to a portrait I had painted before Jane and I were married, and at various times had urged me to sell it to her. Yesterday she asked me again to sell her the painting, and I did even though it had sentimental value for Jane and I.

It amuses me, as a last thought, that your word “pit”, in sound, is like a core, and suggesting depth for considering inwardness as the pit. You see how the matter is built around it.

(When I first lay down I had the feeling that a door had opened out of my vision to the left, letting light creep slowly in. I had to squeeze my left eye shut to make sure it was closed. The right eye was not so affected. My sensation swept over me several times. One time I saw a group of men and women walking out of a deserted house into a field of knee-high brown weeds, and heard them talking plainly.