“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This afternoon Jane received a letter from Pat Norelli, in Boston. Tonight we decided to ask Seth to answer the letter. Pat enclosed with her letter a list of three questions from a friend, Roger, dealing with mathematical formulae and requesting also that Seth give his mother’s maiden name. A fourth question, from a girlfriend of Pat’s, asked Seth about the Bahai faith. Jane read the four questions over—the formulae were meaningless to her—before the session, but we doubted if Seth would have time to deal with Pat’s letter and the questions in one session.

(This proved to be the case, so we are saving the questions for another session. At 8:55 PM Jane received a flash which she thought to be from Seth: “Pat is insisting on using the gift of life in a certain way.”

(The pace for the session was fast, usually emphatic, and Jane’s trances were deep. Throughout the session Seth spoke to me directly as though I were Pat instead, as he explains later.)

(9:45. The pace had been fast and emphatic, with occasional mild voice effects. Jane’s trance had been deep. In fact, she did not leave it completely during break. She whispered to me: “He’s keeping me under during break.”

(Jane got up for a cigarette, moving cautiously. Her eyes were still very dark and luminous—a sure sign of her trance state. I said nothing. “I’m just sort of half and half, I think,” she said. “He’s just stopping because of your fingers. This is sort of crazy. You wanted to rest, but I see you’re writing.”

(As mentioned before, throughout the delivery Seth spoke to me in a direct manner, as though I were Pat. Jane resumed in the same fast and emphatic, half-loud manner at 9:52, as soon as I said I was okay.)

(10:15. Break lasted barely a minute. Jane’s trance was very deep. She tried to cough. She sat opposite the couch, where I sat; in her rocker as usual. Her eyes did not open. “Boy, was he ever here,” she said, meaning Seth. “I felt like he had Pat pinned right to that couch.”

(10:23. Jane whispered to me: “He’s still coming through.”)

(Pause. Jane stared at me for so long that I thought the session was over.

(10:37. Jane’s trance had again been very deep, and she was a while coming out of it. Her eyes opened very slowly; I talked to her, etc. The pace had been fast and furious for the most part, with more voice effects than we had heard for some time.

(There had undoubtedly been a strong emotional condition operating during this session, and at its end both Jane and I felt a strong lassitude, most unusual for us after a session. It lasted for perhaps half an hour. The intensity of the experience made it seem that much more time had passed; both of us were surprised to realize the comparatively early hour.)