“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Give me a moment here. (Pause.)

A moment. (Pause. Then to Eve:) This will have to be filled in later. Ireland—you were an Irish lass, and a minstrel. Now I do not know offhand when St. Patrick was roaming—at a time however before Christianity was introduced—you lived in the country now called Ireland... before the Christian Era...as a man given much to wandering and without a permanent abode.

A very good sense of rhythm (pause), but a great difficulty in communicating with words, a verbal incapacity. You could compensate for this however strongly enough (pause), in your occupation, in that when words were mixed with music you followed the rhythm and could speak clearly and well.

To some extent you even gave commercials, for wherever you went you spoke of the superior powers of a people to the north. (Pause.) You came before an invasion. You also had some clairvoyant abilities and used them to spice up the day-to-day news.

You lost this finger and this finger in a brawl, cut by a knife. The brawl being over a woman. (Pause.) Now you played an instrument in which these fingers were valuable, and you were no longer able to play the instrument after the accident. Therefore you took on a helper, who played for you while you sang.

This helper is known to you in this present existence, but is not our friend here. (A smiling gesture to Tam.) It would make a lovely story. Give me a moment. (Pause.)

Give us a moment. (Pause.)

(He then paused and went on to other topics at random: