“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.)

(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 was wondering if you wanted to bother continuing,” I said.

(“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.

(“I feel that a whole mass of people would visualize a pyramid in their imagination,” Jane said, “then through their chanting, the use of certain vowels and pitches, they actually changed the air where that building was going to be. They made a boundary in the air,” she said, making angular gestures, “a cohesiveness, for this imaginary structure. Then they had certain kinds of tuning forks, then some kind of instrument. The noise of the chant was like something that you’d use to turn on this instrument—when the chant got to a certain pitch it turned on this instrument; and it somehow intensified and focused sound to what we would call an incredible degree —broke it down and then focused it in certain directions.”

(10:25. “And beside that the instruments also set up some kind of extra charge that we don’t understand yet, around objects that were so constructed, like the pyramids,” Jane continued. She was speaking faster now that she had in the session. “Doors and passageways inside the pyramids will open through the correct sound messages and signals, and were designed only to open if those correct signals were given.”

(“This sounds really weird. There are also invisible pyramids—we just can’t see them.” I could tell that Jane didn’t know what to make of this data; she was even hesitant at telling me. “These pyramids were constructed in such a way that they reflect everything else, so that when you look at them you don’t see them as objects. Wait, I’m not getting this right... they’re perfect camouflages of wherever they are, but certain sound pitches would make them visible.”

(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.”

(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.

(In a few moments I seemed to visualize a pyramid shape that was based on pictures I remembered of the actual structures in Egypt. This was very pleasant. I seemed to be above the building looking down at it. This image, on a slight angle, was probably more subjective than objective. Then I seemed to feel a deep ringing gong-type sound, one that was rather prolonged. It was repeated several times. After this I felt and heard a series of chants by an unseen group, seemingly out of my field of vision to my right.

(The chanting was low and monotonous. It went up and down the scale but a few notes. I had the feeling that it would repeat itself almost effortlessly as long as I sat in this state and listened. I enjoyed the experience, and was somewhat surprised at the results.)

(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.”)

(“I don’t know why I use the word gong,” I said. “I couldn’t imitate it. I think there’s a funny association there also with old movies. I could have picked up the chanting idea from material Jane was getting earlier this evening.”

(She saw a structure like a pyramid shape. She had the feeling that “heavier sounds were at the bottom. These formed the base of the pyramid.” She tried several times to explain this to me. It was all important, she said, that the heavier sounds were at the base of the structures. Like the musical scale, she felt that the sounds used in building the pyramids “made steps in the air that you couldn’t see. Certain sounds went up—certain sounds bound things together—they all had purposes....”)