“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane’s predictions have been very good recently. At 8:45 she came over to the living room for a session; I was still working. She had the idea she should rub between her eyes in a circular motion— “You know, where the third eye would be,” she said. At the same time she was waiting for the phone to ring. When it did ring a few minutes later she called to me to answer it. It stopped ringing however after three times, long before I could get over to answer it.

(“I began to move it from the outside, slowly, like a marionette But then I didn’t like it, because it seemed to be in a wheelchair. I went ahead with it, but I didn’t know whether it had died, or what.” Now the tenant in the apartment above our living room began to play rock music very loudly, but Jane seemed undisturbed as she talked to me. Her eyes through most of the conversation were slitted open, her voice usual. She seemed to come out of the state temporarily. “I followed the body... through a series of chutes and came out like a butterfly.”