“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

You used up an unwarranted amount of energy at your mother’s. Symbolically you did not like to put on the storm windows, feeling that perhaps it would be the last time that you did so, and that you were sealing up the house. The symbolism in your mind was connected with your visit. You did not want to be reminded particularly of your father’s condition, and subconsciously you transposed the image of a casket upon the house, so that in sealing up the windows you were sealing up a casket.

(Sunday, September 28, Jane and I and my mother visited Father at the county home. Upon returning the same day I took down the screens and put up the storm windows on the family home in Sayre, PA. I hurried to get the job done and felt quite done in when it was finished. I didn’t tell Jane this.)

(Here is a copy of my dream of September 28, taken from my dream notebook: Color, much forgotten. Father and myself and the whole family—I don’t believe Jane was in the dream—had all decided to leave physical reality together. We were all in agreement. We had gathered in the garage out back of the house. I had no regrets except that I wouldn’t get to do any more paintings. We were all our present ages, except that Father was there and very active, on his feet, etc.)

In your dream you nicely placed the family in the garage, outside of the closed house, you see. The garage was also a symbol, the place where a vehicle is kept; and your family’s car being used no longer, being a symbol of your father’s body, that he will soon discard.

The father’s body was also a vehicle in bringing you and your brothers into physical existence, and the dream represented several things. On the one hand it represented a quite natural subconscious fear that when the father-creator (hyphenated) vanished, his issue would go along with him. On another level it stated indeed that the psychic reality of the family in a large manner would disappear from physical reality. Your parents at their death will take the strongest burden of that identity, the family identity, with them. Do you have questions?

(“What was Jane’s dream about Father?”

(Jane told me she had a dream involving Father on the same evening, Sunday, September 28. She has it recorded.)

This was not a dream, but the first clear recognition on your father’s part that he was ready to leave the physical plane entirely. You also picked up this information, and it was the impetus for your dream. He had not fully made the decision earlier. The paper (which Jane, in her dream, saw my father throw down) represented the notes your father wrote to himself. The paper was empty. There was nothing else he would do here. He discarded the paper. Earlier he had held it even though it was empty.

Now. Give us a moment. (Pause.) There is a woman who will be waiting for your father, beside Ella. (Father’s deceased sister.) A woman that he knew before he met your mother, but was also acquainted with her afterward.

(The name doesn’t help me identify any such person. I know very little about my father’s early life; he never discussed it.)

Give us a moment. Ella was the one strong enough to give love to another, you see, in her relationship to her husband. The only one able to express a close relationship. She never forgot her brothers, and will be waiting for your father.

Otis (my father’s father) was a woman, born in India two years after Otis’s death, and dying at a young age in her early teens. (Long pause.) He will have other reincarnations, and will eventually in your terms become a strong entity on his own. He will indeed greet your father. They had been brothers, and your father somewhat resented the change in relationship even while he chose it.

(At last break I asked Jane if Seth could discuss two points: Who would be waiting for Father at his death?; and the situation surrounding a letter Jane recently received from a professor at Cornell, who works in remote sensing and asked Jane to deliver an ESP presentation to his graduate class.)

(“Why did Jane and I find his photograph so striking?” Sunday at the family home in Sayre, I found a copy my father had made of a very old picture of Otis. It was in a cigar box on a back shelf, along with other odds and ends. Otis was elderly even then; my father was born in 1890. The physical resemblance between my father and grandfather is striking. Otis’s photograph exerted a most peculiar fascination for Jane and me. I would like to do a painting from it.)

You recognized the entity that he will become, and so did your father, unconsciously, when he took the picture. He also contacted you once through the (Ouija) board. You recognized his intuitive quality. He gobbles great insights, and they bring him sorrow until he learns what they mean. So the sorrow and the knowledge were both there.

Give us a moment. (Long pause.) He was afraid your father was not manly. (Long pause.)How much of this information do you want? We can go into the family relationship or not, as you choose.