“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The wind increased in intensity, blowing across the valley from the south and racing up Holley Road. Sheets of rain raced before it. I went into the bedroom to close windows. As I did so, a terrific blast of wind struck. Dimly in the racket, as I watched the heavy rain, I heard Jane cry out. I thought she may have yelled at the cats—but in the kitchen I saw that she was sitting at the table with shards of glass littering the rug at her feet. For some reason that day I’d forgotten to stopper the storm door, and the sudden blast of wind had slammed it shut with enough force to shatter the bottom of the two glass panels.

(At first I couldn’t believe my eyes. The broken glass had catapulted toward Jane, yet she sat unharmed by the razor-like edges. Underneath the table I found a large jagged piece of glass, close to a foot across, propped up against the inner table leg where I usually sit. In some strange quirk of speed and physics, this knife-edged piece had not only been blown into the kitchen, but had managed to turn nearly a right angle, missing Jane, in order to come to rest opposite her legs against the table’s leg. It could have severely cut her.

(“I guess I’m confused,” Jane said as we sat there. “I’m so relaxed, yet I feel all that material there. I want it but I don’t feel like doing it.... Oh, all right,” she finally laughed as I worked on these notes. “I’ll have the session. At least I’ll try....”)

When Ruburt allows his body to relax, it uses the opportunity while it has it, so that the relaxation seems exaggerated. It is most beneficial, however. If he really trusted it this evening, he would simply have had a change of plan, and held our session tomorrow. But then he worried that perhaps he might not get all of the material tomorrow, so it is a matter of learning to trust yourself (with some gentle humor).

He has been getting up in the night because his body wants to exert itself fairly regularly, at this period of time. His creative abilities have not deserted him, but it is that fear that they will if they are not consciously, persistently exerted that bothers him.