“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This was very interesting, and a surprise to me. Recently I have been using suggestion rather successfully on hay fever, following Seth’s ideas. Friday was a good day. We had company Friday evening—Marilyn and Don Wilbur, Don’s brother and a girl named Pat, whom we do not know.

(“A distant connection in the past, with a gathering that was formal, I believe… not certain here… with dancing as at a wedding reception perhaps. Through personal association with my last remark, Ruburt is led to think of the coming D’Andreano wedding.” As stated, Jane was quite embarrassed at the teasing Dick had taken from Barbara about marriage the evening of July 3, and by Dick’s obvious anger. The wedding talk here thus links up with a wedding Jane and I attended perhaps nine years ago in Rochester, NY—that of my brother Dick and Ida D’Andreano. This was a formal occasion for which Jane and I were dressed formally, and at the lengthy reception afterwards there was much dancing, etc.

(In addition, within the past month we have received an announcement of the forthcoming marriage of another D’Andreano, Louie, also in Rochester. We have been invited. Louie witnessed a session a couple of year ago, and was interested in this material for some time. This new wedding, we think, freshens the D’Andreano association. We think there is also another association involving this data—the fact that the two Dicks were involved—Dick in the backyard, and my own brother Dick in Rochester.

(“Black and white. Please reply.” This is another reference to the upcoming wedding of Louie D’Andreano, to which Jane and I have been invited. The announcement was printed in black ink on white, as is usual. It also requested that Jane and I reply in writing as to whether we planned to attend. Once again, the D’Andreano wedding data, involving the present one concerning Louie, and the distant one concerning my brother Dick, is called up by Jane’s associations, because of the marriage talk between Barbara and Dick on the evening of July 3,1966, when Jane wrote the poem used as object.