“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

If you will forgive me, you do not seem in the mood for much action this evening.

(Jane had been delivering the above paragraph with many pauses. I now began to sneeze, without warning. Jane sat quietly, waiting for me to stop. Her eyes remained closed, and she rocked back and forth gently. My sneezing certainly constituted an interruption of sorts, yet Jane’s reaction to this was placid, her trance state unbroken. Had someone pounded on the door abruptly and broken Jane’s state she would have been painfully aware of it.

(End at 10:45. Jane was well dissociated. This last delivery was much more rapid. Jane said she felt carried away, as she had been in the Father Trainor episode. See pages 261-63. This took place on February 11, 1965. During this experiment, while reading some poetry aloud that the now-dead Father Trainor had often read to her when she was in high school, Jane’s voice had taken on an enormous male volume and strength. To me it had sounded alien. Jane said it was Father Trainor’s voice, at times, or a close approximation. I can only say it was not the Seth voice; I had never known Father Trainor.

(Jane also said she wasn’t sure the session was over. I had asked for its end in order to spare her fatigue, as a matter of routine. She barely had time to give me the above information, when she sat down again, resumed her trance state, and began dictating. 10:48.)