“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

This is a private system, the personality using lessons that it has learned from the immediately previous experience. If no lessons have been learned, then on some occasions there may be a psychic reliving of past experience for the individual involved. This will produce, usually, no actual return to physical events, but a reenactment of them. It is possible however for the energy being used to act as a trigger that momentarily recreates sensual data under some conditions.

Dream objects are secondary constructions, but very valid ones. Now they do have much more than an imaginative reality, and they do possess consciousness, but a fragmentary consciousness, that can however further develop.

(I had no conscious memories of being interested in medicine while in my teens, but then neither do I recall dreams from that period. Perhaps eight years ago I did a series of medical illustrations for the hospital in Sayre, PA. I enjoyed doing these very much, and remember being surprised at the time at the aptitude I seemed to show for such work. I had never done such work before. The work won prizes during its travels about the country.

The doctor, you see, that you might have been and are not in this system, once dreamed of a probable universe in which he would be an artist. He continues to work out his own probabilities. Perhaps he paints as a hobby. He exists however in fact, within another system. You call his system an alternate system of probability but this is precisely what he would call your system.

I am using you here and the physician probability as an example. Art, you see, is also closely connected with healing. The projections of which I spoke do happen occasionally and spontaneously on both of your parts. Various aspects of the personality are being developed, you see. Reincarnation is but a part of this probability system, the part that falls within your particular universe.

A red car. I do not know if this is a present car, or a car the man owned as a boy—a toy car. But a red car is connected here. Or wagon.

(End at 10:28. Jane was again far-out. Her eyes remained closed. She was aware of the first long pause, lasting at least two minutes. She knew something was coming, but not what, and afterward didn’t know whether it applied to Don Wollheim or to Frederick Fell, editor and publisher respectively.

(Don Wollheim and his wife and daughter visited us Friday evening, September 2. This session was held on Wednesday, August 31, but was not typed up by Friday. We meant to check it with Don Wollheim, but in the course of a busy evening did not do so. We plan to send copies now to both Don Wollheim and F. Fell.)