“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Seth:) You have tales, but tonight is not the night of telling. Now. I have been here and I have not intruded, because you are learning to collect and use energy on your own. I did, indeed, however stand in front of each one of you and looked into your faces and you did not see me. It is some experience to stand before another and see no comprehension in his face ... but I am used to it. Now. You (JB and SW) used your energy like a ball that a child plays with, both you and Ruburt. And you tossed it back and forth, but you did not collect and direct it properly, and we shall have to give you lessons. But you shall do the work.

(To SW and CW) I do have one point to make. The child was a girl... 1432... France... and at one time your sister... Strong literary abilities... some interest in music... Should not be pampered for the personality is already given to indulgence. There may be an allergy to wheat... early in life... Was also known to this one here in Spain, the country now called Spain... in 801 as an uncle then a warrior-type personality, but again given to indulgence.

An entity on a par with the parents. A mole or mark on one of the feet... a possible weak point in the right elbow... Given to high exuberance, quick moods... but not forgiving. The personality should not be indulged, but it should not be shown dissonance... and discipline should be fair, for it will hold grudges otherwise.

I had meant to mention earlier that your daughter and sister were brothers in a previous life... in Afghanistan. You (SB), I believe, 1541-1583, a rug maker, their father... That is, you were their father. There was also another child... and that child will be G’s husband in this life. There will be a close connection, then, between the two of you... but also a sense of rivalry. Your mother was a very heavy-handed father to you in that existence. Your father has now strong feminine traits because in Boston in an immediately past life there was a woman... give us a moment... The first name was also Lydia. The last name... your Vice-President to the contrary... was Agnew. There are records of this particular existence twenty-five miles, approximately, west of Boston... at that time... a small town... (a few missing sentences)...Three children who died before the age of three, and records, I believe, attesting to this fact... couched in one of the historical societies... or in land-grant information.

Now, I will let my friend... (laugh from CW)... you, as Ruburt would say you are looking for it! And those who look for it in this room, get it. The portrait is a portrait of Ruburt as a woman in one of the past lives mentioned... and in that particular instance, as a grandmother of twelve children. Strongly gifted psychically... given to hovering in dark forests... and a midwife. Now, he does not know this, so I will give you the honor of telling him. I will now let our friend take a rest. And you may rest if you are up to it.

Now, I will tell you (TM) something. Bega is there and I will let you tell me which portrait is his. You may ask Bega or tell me. But you did not pick the correct portrait. (TM commented that one was “too much Hebrew.”)

(TM holding up a portrait) That is not Bega! I want you to seriously consider each one of the paintings and tell me which one is Bega.

([TM:] “The one I thought was Bega was actually Ruburt.”)

We are sorry about that! I never liked wine... I always liked brandy... and no one brings it to me... and Ruburt does not drink it.

Now. There is someone else who has been here and who is connected with our new student. But our new student does not know this person... It is no one with whom she has previously communicated. Because she was not ready. This personality is also a student of mine and a practice teacher.

([CW:] “One at a time in the body.”)

Now, there are two simple requests that I have made. One: I have been asking Ruburt to stop smoking cigarettes, a dirty habit, and smoke cigars... and he will not do so.

A fat one.