“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(At 9:20 PM Jane said she “felt Seth around. I get a word or two in my head, so I know he’s here.” We had just finished a snack. Jane had read the last session while she ate. Her pace was quite slow to begin.)

(“Good evening, Seth.”)

(Nabene is the name for a personality of mine that presumably lived as a male in the first century AD in Rome, Italy. We know little about that life; one evening with Sue Watkins, who also lived then, I managed to tune into that existence to some degree via images. Seth has referred to Nabene a few times, and my role as a record keeper and teacher. Sue was one of my pupils. I was quite a taskmaster, I’m told. Jane and I would like to hold a session to learn more about this life, including who else we know was involved then, etc. I also lived in Jerusalem.

(“I do. It just doesn’t seem as strong....” We continued to wait. At 10:15: “I had the feeling at break.” Jane said, “that Seth had gone away, rather than staying close like he usually does—as though he’d left to gather information or something. I’m perfectly willing to continue the session, though.”

(“It’s a real funny feeling, as though the sound could break through into the living room,” Jane said. I said I thought I understood what Seth was doing: in light of the material we’d been getting, he was giving Jane the experience of that ancient time and our present time, showing that both are simultaneous. This experience would tie in nicely with the material.

(Break at 10:35. “I wanted to take a break,” Jane said. “I never heard of anything like that. It sounded so crazy I didn’t even want to say it, about the invisible pyramids.... The chanting was over here.” She gestured to her left as she sat in her rocker; we were holding the session in her study in apartment four again. Jane’s gestures thus indicated the large open center area of the room, as though she was reaching over a wall almost. “I got some of the chants, but I couldn’t quite carry it through. Seth didn’t tell me anything like this was going to happen.”

(Then Seth returned at 10:45:) Now. The information Ruburt gave is substantially correct.

(10:50. While Seth was talking I kept writing, of course, in order to get the material for future reference. Finally I sat quietly. Jane was already doing so, her eyes shut; I didn’t know whether Seth had left again or not. My own eyes closed and I let myself drift.

(I opened my eyes. Jane opened hers, and I could see that Seth was present. I described what I had experienced, not knowing if I had accomplished anything even remotely approaching what he had in mind. “I don’t know why,” I added, “but I associated the square base of the pyramid with this gong effect. It was as though I could see this shape especially well while listening to the gong sound, which was quite prolonged actually. It seemed to repeat itself. Like the chants, which were pretty monotonous, up and down a few notes on the scale. They weren’t pitched very high, either.”)

(“Thank you very much, Seth. It’s been extremely interesting. Good night.”

(11:04. Jane said that while I had been getting my effects, she had been somewhat separated from Seth after all. She saw groups of men “like pictures you’d see of Egyptians. I saw their dark skin—in color—against short robes. They were in groups chanting.”