“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(It might be mentioned here that quite a few sessions ago Seth dealt with a similar vivid experience of Marian’s, in which she received a message from the father of her husband; the father died perhaps a year ago. See the 100th and 101st sessions.

(The session was held in our back room. Jane spoke while sitting down, in a quiet voice for the most part. Once again she was smoking as the session began; this meant her eyes had to open at least narrowly to find the ashtray, but she was looking down in the act and I could not actually tell whether or not they did open. Jane’s pace was quite slow, with many pauses, in the beginning. I should note here that Marian and Helen left us at 8:55, and that Helen lives just a block from us.)

I find myself following the two woman who have just left here. They are on their way, or rather, have just arrived at the home of the woman who lives in this town. They will have a long chat together.

She is balanced on a thin line of normalcy at this time. I am speaking organically here. Despair and self-destructive tendencies can so alter the chemical composition that a malignant tumor could develop, again in the abdominal area.

The choice is hers to make. It should however be noted here that contact of this type, personal contact, does help. It has nothing to do with the particular abilities that are being used, per se. These operate quite as effectively through distance; and for that matter, though less often, through time.

If this seems to involve you in a problem with morality, then let me add here that such information, on its own, unless handled with utmost care, would immediately involve the negative suggestion that could lead easily to the very condition that we hope she avoids.

These are impressions. A mist; that is, I believe M-I-S-T, and a long road. (Pause.) In parenthesis here, Ruburt’s own connection is with the Gallaghers. An afternoon involving three people. A massage. Something like a... I do not know the phrase... like a bandage used to bind wounds at pressure points. (Pause.)

Ruburt’s own perceptions are somewhat confused here because he thinks of two photographs. One in which he is perched in a tree. This one taken in California, and the other one of the two of you, taken at your New York glen, by a picnic table, in which your images are almost hidden by the trees.

So give us another moment here. (Pause.)

One point here. I allowed the test to continue because, again, such episodes can teach you lessons. I tried to separate the levels, for a while, of perception; but Ruburt by then would not open up the deeper layers of communication. You may now take your break.