“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This afternoon I had delivered to our landlord’s supper club, here in Elmira, four large oil paintings which we mounted on the club walls. Our landlord had just finished redecorating his establishment, and wanted some original art for it. I plan to use his rather spacious walls as a hanging space for my work, rotating the exhibits periodically.

I will not here take credit for Ruburt’s novel outline. However you must admit the important inner guts, concerning space travel, did indeed come from our sessions. He will now, that is Ruburt will now, do very well.

I wanted to deal further during our last session with material originating in the unscheduled session, otherwise I would have cut the last session. I will not always of course necessarily miss a session because of an unscheduled one, since circumstances will always vary.

It always pains me to speak so briefly and run. However upon this instance I shall indeed do so, but our sessions this autumn shall be meaty ones, and I hope that you digest them.

(End at 9:07. Jane was dissociated as usual. She reported that while delivering the material she had a timeless feeling that belied the little actual clock time that had passed. She had thought it to be about 9:30 or so. Jane also said she felt somewhat put out, or “pulled up short” at the short session, although earlier this evening she had expressed the wish for either a short session, or none at all, so we could attend the opening of the supper club operated by our landlord.)