“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

They are not one-dimensional images therefore, nor for that matter are they static. They are vital, full of their own energy reality, living composites. In dreams as a rule you only perceive them as images. They possess a psychic identity however that is biological to some extent as far as you are concerned. In other words, at this time various biological changes must occur in order for you to tune in upon them directly.

(Jane had some images and these will be mentioned in place. This is a case where Jane had seen one of the two items making up the envelope objects very recently—the beer can cap, on Friday, October 7, three days ago. She had never seen my penned note bearing the date and identifying the brand of beer, Draft Beer. See pages 86-88 for tracings of the two envelope objects, and the beer can. I might add that Jane saw the beer can cap only in a casual way. There were quite a few lying about our living room Friday evening. Our candle was not lit until late that evening. When I picked up a cap to blacken in the flame I thought this would focus Jane’s conscious attention on this particular one, but she told me at break tonight that she hadn’t noticed my heating the cap, or else had forgotten it.

(Two other couples visited us last Friday evening, Bill and Peggy Gallagher, and Marilyn and Don Wilbur. Jane and I furnished wine, so did the Gallaghers, and the Wilburs brought two six-packs of beer—one of Draft Beer, the other of Carling Black Label.

(“A vertical format.” Seth didn’t help us out here and I neglected to ask him to after break, but in view of later data Jane and I believe this applies to the design on the Draft Beer can, furnishing the cap used as one of the envelope objects. See page 88. Due to its nature a beer can would bear a vertical format. The card table we used had a plain brown top; but perhaps Seth referred to something else.

(Obviously, one could search out many threes in the course of an evening, although we think the trio connection listed above is a strong emotional and valid one.

(“A 36 and 46.” We believed this to be jumbled data, an effort to be specific. No one of either age, for instance, was present. Jane and I were closest at 37 and 47. Bill is 41, Peggy 38, Marilyn and Don in their early 20’s, etc. We were not sure Seth even intended a reference to age. There is a 10 difference between the two numbers, and also between the ages of Jane and me.

(“Something small and round, like a ring, or small circular shape.” The beer can cap used as object is small and round, like a ring. Jane pointed out also that the word “Ring” appears twice in blind emboss on top of Draft Beer cans, one of which furnished the cap. See page 88.

(“The color red.” We cannot be sure. There could be many sources of red that Friday evening; for instance, the candle I used to deposit a coat of carbon black on the cap used as object, was a brilliant red; this was a large fat candle, and one we have used in previous experiments. We used it toward the close of the evening last Friday as an object upon which the six of us focused our attention. Half humorously, we attempted to increase the height of the candle flame by concentration, with no success. This was after we had finished the table tipping.

(I blackened the cap in the candle flame in order to tie the evening’s activities more closely to the cap, for the beer had been consumed during the table tipping. As stated I held the cap in the flame without pretense, before everyone, but of course told no one why I did so. Nor did anyone ask. It also developed that Jane did not notice my doing so.

(Red also appears on the Draft Beer can, one of which furnished the cap, in the words “by Iroquois,” and in the design of the Indian head at the bottom of the can. See page 88.

(“An armchair also.” This is interesting, and we believe refers to a wicker upright armchair that one of us sat in when at the table tipping game the last time of the evening. We have three black wooden kitchen chairs that ordinarily we press into service in the living room when company comes. These three chairs were used by the male and female trios as they sat at the table. When a fourth member was added to the last table tipping of the evening, featuring Jane, Bill, Don and myself, the wicker armchair was pressed into use since it was the only one available except for a Kennedy rocker. Neither Jane or I recall who sat in the armchair.

(“A calendar, or series of numbers.” I wrote a series of three numbers on the note used as one of the envelope objects, indicating the date. See page 86. There are also numbers on the beer can shown on page 88. There could be many other references to numbers.

(She is quite positive of this. The sweater is one handmade by her mother, who is an invalid. We checked Jane’s memory on the rest of her wardrobe Friday evening. She wore tan Wrangler pants, white sneakers, and a tan sleeveless blouse. She pressed the pants before company came. The sleeveless blouse was a little too chilly and she put the blue sweater on. Jane had planned to wear this sweater Friday evening, and had already applied blue eye shadow to match.

(Jane is not sure, but she believes Marilyn could have worn a blue Poorboy sweater Friday evening, one of very dark blue. Jane knows Marilyn owns such a garment.

(1st Question: What’s that about a Friday? “A Friday connected with the item. Perhaps a 7, or 17, day of the month. Or 7 PM.” Seth is quite correct. See the copy of the note on page 86. Friday, October 7,1966 is specifically mentioned on the note which was one of the two envelope objects. 7 PM doesn’t enter in however. Later note by RFB: Very good.

(4th Question: What’s that about a skirmish? “Having to do with an argument.” Again see page 96. There were several skirmishes during the evening over whether the three men were faking the table tipping. There was also one between Jane and me after company left. This was not an argument, but Jane forcefully presented her idea to the effect that she and I were obligated not to clown around with effects in the psychic field. I agreed.

(Nor is it true that we didn’t believe him; merely that along the way the slow daily passage of time, with its inevitable delays, etc. makes such ultimate, somewhat removed predictions seem unreal until one forcibly reminds oneself of them.)

You make your reality from your expectations, and this is one of the greatest truths. I can tell you no better. You must deal with the realities that you have made, or change them. There are no alternatives. I cannot make you believe anything, and I would not if I could. This is not my purpose.