“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Late yesterday afternoon my pendulum told me that Jane’s symptoms stemmed from her feeling that she had failed to become a successful “straight” writer—a novelist, poet, essayist, et al.; that she felt she had failed as the serious writer she had always dreamed of becoming, that the psychic work represented a turning down a wrong path; that actually, basically, the psychic work represented failure to her rather than success. I was very excited by these ideas, more excited than I had been in a long time. I intuitively felt them to be true. I discussed them for some little while with her before we went out to a New Year’s Eve party at McClure’s. Jane seemed to agree with the ideas.

(At a quick scan I thought the ideas answered all the questions we’d had about the symptoms over the years—explaining, for instance, their onset before the psychic developments, etc. They seemed to offer a unified theory to cover the years of our marriage, and even Jane’s childhood. I saw at once that if valid they also meant Jane must shelve her projected book, Adventures in Consciousness, and concentrate on things like Rich Bed, the Dialogues (poetry), and, perhaps, let Seth do his own thing in sessions. If this included writing books, okay. But crisis time was here, and something had to be done. I was somewhat puzzled that I hadn’t asked my pendulum this specific set of questions before—or had I? If I had, perhaps I hadn’t understood the answers, I thought; because certainly no action had been taken because of them, along the lines now contemplated....

(The data in the session sums up our discussions following the pendulum session. It goes without saying that we were most eager for the session. I deeply hoped Seth would agree with us. We also had some questions, and these are adequately referred to in the session....)

(“Okay.” A recent check with my pendulum shows no residue of jealousy in any area, etc.)

(Subsequently, Jane several times was seized with a strong ache in her lower right jaw. Her pendulum told her she was picking up on Bill. We haven’t heard from him since the call. Monday, January 1, 1973, we decided to go for a ride, since it was a beautiful day. Unknown to me Jane’s jaw began to bother her as she left the house.

(Discovering this on the way to Sayre, I pulled into the near empty parking lot of the shopping center on Elmira Street and gave Jane my own pendulum to use. We learned that her sinuses were involved in her jaw ache, and Bill Macdonnel, but also that she was strongly concerned about the acceptance of Rich Bed by Eleanor Friede of Macmillan. Jane’s jaw began to clear up as we drove through the countryside beyond East Athens.)

(“When I used the pendulum Sunday afternoon and found out about the reasons for Jane’s symptoms, it seemed like I’d asked questions like that before; but nothing happened, there weren’t any results—”)