“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The 67th envelope object was a penciled note written on one side of a piece of white paper by our neighbor, Leonard Yaudes. See page 319. The folded note shown below the object is my own, made at the time I discovered Leonard’s note stuck in our door on Sunday morning. Thus Leonard wrote his note in answer to a phone call by my mother at 10:05 Sunday morning, August 14. We do not have a phone.

We are all existing in many dimensions at once. The primary difference between us is that I am aware of my existence in many dimensions, and you are not aware of yours. We form a new dimension in our sessions. I give voice to ideas that are known to various levels of your personalities, yet I am not at the level of your personalities.

For the benefit of your fingers, we should perhaps take a break, though we are doing very well. We will leave our friend as he is.

(One of our cats now scratched at the hall door for admittance, as is customary. Without pausing, her eyes open and dark, Jane rose and went to the door and let the cat in. She resumed her seat in the rocker without interruption.)

(Jane now took the sealed double envelope from me without opening her eyes. This is our 67th such experiment. She pressed the envelope to her forehead horizontally.)

(“A card with a cartoon.” Yes. See pages 320-21. Again, this is not the object, but the card and the object are strongly related both in emotional content and in our physical time.

(“Something misplaced.” Leonard Yaudes, the author of the object, has recently lost a pair of garden shears. Jane subjectively feels this is the correct interpretation. I wondered if it might not refer to our search for the greeting card, described on page 327. Jane might have had subconscious knowledge that the card was lost. She was well aware that she was giving data concerning this card. I did not think of this possibility at the time and so did not ask Seth.

(In reference to the Apples data above, I should add that an apple tree in the backyard of our place here in Elmira can also furnish connections. Leonard Yaudes, the author of the envelope object, irritated Jane somewhat in July by cutting some of the limbs from this tree. He also talked of cutting the tree itself down, and Jane asked him not to.

We will now close our session.

I look forward to our Wednesday session, and though I feel in high spirits myself, I will here take pity upon you both and terminate our visit.