“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane was so uncomfortable from the hot and humid weather last night that she didn’t hold the regularly scheduled session. The temperature reached 94 degrees yesterday; at bedtime it was still 75, with a humidity of 68%. It’s the latter that she reacts to the most, it seems from my viewpoint. She promised a “short session” for this evening. I’ve often hesitated to mention it, but as I did remark a few days ago, I feel her reaction to the weather must have other causes — that is, besides those having to do with simple environmental conditions. As it is, life within the environment becomes difficult. Nor am I discussing living in an “ideal” environment all the time.

(Today has been much cooler. I was almost chilly in my cutoffs as we sat for the session at 8:30. Jane has felt much better. Her walking continues to improve, as well as her anatomy generally. She’s succeeded very well in maintaining steady improvements that are most heartening to us both.

(9:30 P.M. The session had been a relatively short one after all. I told Jane it was very good. Seth referred to the painting I’m working on of my dream of last August 16, — the one in which I’m kneeling at the kitchen storm door and thrusting my hand through the glass to touch Gus, the dog who belongs to our neighbors across the street. Seth and Jane have both analyzed this excellent dream.² Today I’d shown Jane how far I’ve progressed with a charcoal drawing based upon the dream, with a little preliminary color added to some parts of it.

1. In October 1979 Jane and I saw, to our dismay, that the Dutch publisher of the translation of Seth Speaks had violated his contract with Prentice-Hall by making many unauthorized cuts in the book. It was supposed to be published in its entirety, but language difficulties led to the mixup. After hearing from Jane and me and her editor, Tam Mossman, the Dutch publisher agreed to market a new, uncut translation of Seth Speaks this year. This will be an expensive undertaking — one we feel bad about now that our initial anger has passed.