“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I did this because in the last session Seth said he would resume his discussion of theoretical material at any point we chose. I thought he could pick from this selection. Jane was tired this evening, and said, “If Seth can get anything out of me tonight he’ll be doing good.” She had been lethargic today, she said.

(She began speaking in trance as usual however; her start was late because of her lethargy; she “hung around” a bit waiting to see if a session would be held. But once begun the trance was good, eyes opening as usual, pauses as usual.)

(Pause.) In terms of value fulfillment you see, Ruburt is trying to assimilate information that has already been gathered, the last several days being far more valuable in terms of inner growth. The psychological changes, you see, are far more reaching than the short duration in time would seem to imply.

The signals were picked up though he did not realize either that he had come to the realization that his work would change, nor that he had signaled so. I add to make him feel better (smile), and you also, that he could not have done —I am going slowly here so as not to offend his sensibilities—he could not have done earlier the kind of book he will do now. His understanding, and even his writing abilities, were simply not up to it.

Now, specifically this applies to the work of what Ruburt and you would refer to as spiritualistic. The work of mediums, or books about mediums, that deal exclusively with conventional religious concepts, and that interpret reality in those limited terms.

(Jane still felt the energy at 10:41. She said she felt that when she stood up she would shoot ahead through the wall—shoot straight ahead—she felt a great energy about her, and wondered about her physical control. Actually she moved about normally when she did get up. Yet her feet felt like lead, to her surprise, and she was surprised at the sheer physical movement.

(The energy sweeping her along was so strong, Jane said, that she now wondered how she would have ended the session had not the voice suggested this; but I could reassure her that from observation now I could tell when her trance was very deep, and knew enough now to end it when necessary. Jane said that tonight she was as “un-me” as she had ever been. In retrospect it was a bit frightening—there was a terrific sense of power and energy. She hadn’t been as “cozily Seth” as usual; less cozily a personality in our terms; but she also didn’t know who or what was responsible, aside from the great energy.