“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

DELETED SESSION

(Before the session Jane read over the letter from D. R. Moorcroft, the professor of physics who’d written her such a fine letter on April 3. She divided the letter into questions; Seth may discuss some of them tonight. We thought Professor Moorcroft’s letter was very well done. Seth does refer to the first question Jane had noted, and that material is also presented as the 849th session, as well as being included here.

(What I’m trying to do is to let the information Seth has given in the last several deleted sessions for me, starting with that for April 4, sink in so that I can achieve a synthesis of it all both consciously and unconsciously. I think the material is very perceptive, and that I may have begun achieving some kind of equanimity between the two men, or opposing sets of belief, that Seth so aptly described in the deleted session for April l8. [I read these sessions daily.] It’s essential that these conflicting beliefs be resolved by the personality, and I’m determined to do so. I think the physical improvements noted are first signs that I can get the results I want.

(As I told Jane last night, I didn’t realize that I was so tight, so bound up with tensions and stresses, that I was ready to fall ill because of those basic conflicts with self-disapproval, the male-provider role, money, taxes, and all the rest of the daily paraphernalia of living. I’ve had several lesser encounters with relaxation effects since the massive one of April 24—the last one being last night. I’ve enjoyed them all. I’ve also slept well now for some time. My dreams, those I remember at least, have also reflected efforts at reconciliation of opposing beliefs, fears, and so forth. In the meantime, I’ve let myself go, not working hard in any direction, relaxing while working on the files, or in the yard, or shopping or painting or whatever. The line that’s most impressed me in all of this, perhaps, is Seth’s quote to me from my own body, given by him in the deleted session for April 18: “You worry too much. You need to relax, so that I can relax.”

(All of this delayed our sitting for the session until 10:07. By then, Jane said, she couldn’t remember much of Professor Moorcroft’s letter, but I told her it didn’t matter. “I’m still wiped out about Yale,” she said. She remarked more than once about her failure to win the Yale prize for younger poets in years past, Tam’s attending Yale, and so forth. “Here I thought we were going to have a nice peaceful week, with some sessions on Mass Reality, maybe, but now, who knows....”

(I didn’t think anything immediate would develop, I told her, nor did I expect the session tonight would be on me. Jane, understandably, had questions about recognition, now that Yale had expressed willingness to accept her work. That is, at least rejection wasn’t implied, but I must admit that both of us are very cautious about expecting any sort of real acceptance via academia; certainly not these days. Our main goal in wanting a home for the Seth material—or for a lifework, really—is one of preservation for future use. We don’t think that Yale can have much of an idea of what’s involved with Jane’s abilities, or the subject matter of the Seth material.

On the one hand, our sessions were something that you did aside from something else, that you thought you should do, both of you. You considered yourselves a writer and an artist. Yet once the sessions began you continued them, wondering often whether or not you should have—I am speaking of you jointly—not realizing that you had found the vehicle that would coax your best from both of you.

In the beginning the sessions were private. They have attained other dimensions now, as they were meant to. But as far as the sessions themselves are concerned, I want to stress the ease with which they naturally occur, the lack of strain. You allow yourselves to be.

(Pause at 10:29.) Once begun, the sessions happen. Contrast this with your joint attitudes toward “your other work,” with the hassles involved, the need to be absolutely sure of what you are doing, to have the plan there, and everything known in advance. Those ideas impede creativity.

(As Seth, Jane nodded, closing out the session.

(“Good night, Seth.” Jane was surprised at the session’s quick end. After supper she’d felt Seth material on his book, the latter, and personal stuff, she said—all before the call from Yale. She could only speculate that the “Yale business” had something to do with the short session, even though she wasn’t consciously aware of it. We’d been set for the session to run until midnight if that was the way it developed.