“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The whole table experiment is important, but as a stepping stone. He need have no fears now over his classes, as the membership will be maintained. If students do drop out they will be replaced, for his energies are being properly, and you may tell him, most effectively used, in the classes themselves.

A steady, progressive, but paced release from symptoms will allow for a more orderly mental and physical return to health. Otherwise the personality would become swamped by the problems that it has been trying so desperately to avoid. (Pause.)

(Jane had an image within, as she spoke, of a capital S and a small e v connected to it. John said the girl’s first name is Terry, which is an Irish name, but that she is Italian, with black—not brown—hair. Last name is Repanshek; but there is a puzzle here, since the name doesn’t seem to be an Italian one. Spelling is John’s phonetic interpretation.

(Terry Repanshek was not wearing glasses when John saw her. He said she has exceptionally small hands for a woman grown, but he noticed nothing unusual about her hands. Will check all the data. The girl’s odd name and the Italian heritage may tie in with Seth’s reference to a stage name.

(10:35. Jane was again well dissociated, and came out of trance slowly. John Bradley said he had no Wednesday appointments scheduled for the coming week, but would keep Seth’s statement in mind.

(John and I were somewhat tired but wanted to try the table. We used the small one, and placed it on the rug to muffle its noise at the late hour. It began to move almost at once, and by tapping out the alphabet told me, in somewhat garbled fashion, that an O B, a family relative, was making contact. Jane did not know who this could be, and I did I not tell her.

(I have seen tables move a few times before, including the much heavier green table referred to in the session, but still find the movement of furniture weird when it begins, since none of us were making any obvious, overt attempts to move said table. It is quite easy to touch one’s fingertips to the tabletop, and thus verify that no strong physical pressure is being exerted thereon, even subconsciously; especially when the touch is light enough so that the fingertips slide about, as ours did. We constantly checked each other, also watching our feet. This is easy to do with a small table.

(The table became quite active, spelling out several messages which were quite garbled. I noted them down letter by letter. The movements were unmistakable but the messages unclear, except that O B, whom I have not thought of in many years, repeated his presence. The table finally became active enough to tap up to thirty times in succession, often.

(This was not all. At times the table tipped up on two legs, then would poise there, seemingly balanced by itself. To our surprise we discovered that it required an active pressure from us to force the table back down to the floor so that all three legs made contact. The feeling of this force was unmistakable, and new to all of us. There was no doubt about its existence, since the pressure required to level the table off was obvious to all. This of course did the job that gravity would normally be expected to do. Each time we pushed the table down, it rose up again at one edge. The feeling given by this maverick or opposite pressure was quite similar to the feeling one gets from playing with magnets, when they are so aligned that one repels the other. Whatever force is operating in such cases of repulsion is invisible, but unmistakably there.

(The session climaxed with a very active dance by the table, as the three of us left our chairs and followed it about the rug. It described circles, balanced on one leg at a time, then two, in a regular rhythm. At times it scooted in a straight line. The hilarity of all this is hard to convey, but the objective realization of what was taking place, and of how hard it would be to explain to a neophyte, finally got to John Bradley. This was his first experience with a table. He ended up laughing until the tears rolled down his cheeks, as the three of us went round and round the room with the table.