“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Then I was watching the fire spread in the stone fireplace. Once again trying to put it out, I poked it with my stick. Instead I knocked chunks of ground out of the bottom of the circle, and could look through space at other cliffs and trails far below. At the same time the others with me cautioned me to stop poking. I realized now that the end of our ledge was held up now by only a thin column of stone, but didn’t feel alarmed at this. The stone column seemed to be aglow, or hot.

(Now one of my close friends—I cannot recall his name, if I ever knew it—was due to ski down one of the trails. I was very concerned for his safety. The man, in a green uniform, sailed down a trail and into the air. At this time I seemed to be in a bed, suspended first over the trails, and then in a room.

(My friend was now either a miniature man, or very far away; actually I am quite sure he was miniature size. I saw him coming in for a landing, tiny and green and apparently out of control. He swooped down beside my bed, skidded along the top of a covered radiator, crashed into a wall and fell down onto another radiator top at a lower level. The landing was very rough and I cried out in dismay as my friend bounced and skidded around. I believe he was about four inches tall, and I saw his skis twisted over each other as he fell.

(I was so concerned for my friend’s safety and welfare that I scooped him up in my hands, and held him between them like a child holds a trapped fly. I then felt my tiny friend, who by now seemed to be even smaller, buzzing and banging against my palms, trying to get out.

(Now I was in a shack in the tropics, again at night, with the rest of the group. I still held my green friend inside my cupped hands. I felt him buzzing, very vividly, still trying to escape. We stood before a crude wooden table we were going to use as an operating table. I was going to operate, or somehow bring my friend back to full size. I saw no instruments. The shack was lit by glowing kerosene lanterns, or some kind of such yellow light. I think it was quite dirty.

Now your own dream, Joseph, also involved projection, but with less intent behind it, and some less control, though very little control occurred in either case. You will learn control as you go along.

Now when Ruburt dreams that he has discussed a dream with you, in most cases he has indeed done so. You have both conversed quite naturally in forms number two. With enough training, these conversations can be recorded in both of your dreams. The amount of work necessary is literally astounding, but I tell you that you can both do this; and you can make general, through your work, a knowledge of the true potential of the dream state.

Now. The small friend is rather difficult to explain in your experience. The color green is also amusing. You were the friend, you see—

Now. You did clairvoyantly see the article in Fate Magazine.

Now for Dr. Instream. Monday. The object was composed of four squares. Either it was transparent, appeared so, or was connected with something transparent. There may have been a small series of numbers in each of the four squares—several numbers, perhaps. (This material for Monday, May 30.)

Now, not connected with the object, I have the impression of gray view, and perhaps the initials J P, or B. I believe P is correct. The number three, referring to a day or a month in connection with the initials, and something a score of times.

A separate impression now… 1886, in connection with a book he may be reading. (Pause.)

Now I will close the session, or after a break you may continue as you see fit.

Now I will end the session, so you can have some small relief in typing. I will see, again, this evening, if we cannot all meet in your experiences. We shall see if you remember.

We will keep the appointment whether or not you remember. Now, I am prepared to speak; however I thought you could do with a short rest.