“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The session started at the above hour because of our later-than-usual supper. We’d spent a rather enjoyable day, sleeping a bit later than usual, shopping, doing various chores, roasting a chicken, making a cornbread and watching TV, etc. Jane’s eye condition seemed to be better.

(Yesterday had been a different story, though. While at the bank yesterday noon I met Wanda, a nurse who worked in the office of a doctor I’d seen some years ago for an ear problem. Since I’d been thinking of Wanda rather strongly last week, wondering whether the doctor in question could help Jane and her eye condition, I took our meeting as a clear case of the workings of Framework 2. On impulse I asked Wanda if she could arrange an appointment for Jane, and was surprised to hear that it could be set up for next Monday. Wanda was to call that afternoon and give Jane a time.

(Driving home, I had misgivings about my actions in making the appointment without consulting Jane, but told myself I trusted my impulse and the working of Framework 2. I also felt that Jane would never see a doctor on her own. I was very concerned about her condition, even though she’d recently embarked on a course of exercises and changing beliefs that was evidently beginning to help her. I thought Jane would be able to see the doctor and do her own thing without conflict. Jane, however, reacted strongly when I told her about the appointment. “How could you?—you’ve just destroyed all the confidence I’ve managed to build up in the last few days.” She ended up in tears, and I felt that I’d made a rather considerable error.

(Note: Strange to say, but at the same time I felt that Jane was more concerned about trying to make it into the doctor’s office—“Humiliating myself before all those people” —than she was about her symptoms themselves.

(When Wanda called, however, we learned that her doctor wasn’t the kind of specialist Jane should see after all, so the situation was resolved seemingly without effort on our parts. Wanda recommended other doctors. We ended up with Jane more or less on a two-week test period to see if she could get results on her own—although in the light of tonight’s session I doubt if the “deadline” matters. I don’t envision her seeing a doctor at this time, now. Perhaps the session made me feel even more discouraged—this has happened before—or the evident errors in living on our parts that seemingly have been responsible for the whole situation over the years, certainly seemed beyond the reach of any medical treatment. We’ll see what develops.

(Yesterday, also, Jane received the chair I’d ordered as a Christmas present early in December. We also expected Frank Longwell to drop in at noon or thereabouts, since he’d returned from vacation in Santa Marta, Colombia, South America. I mention these things because they too play a part in yesterday’s events.)