“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(After supper Venice McCullough [Palmer] visited us. She and her husband are staying overnight at Bumbalo’s before she goes upstate to help her daughter while the granddaughter has an operation for a cleft palate. Venice seemed good, yet was heavier than ever. She dwarfed Jane as the two sat side by side on the couch. “Now there’s something she could do, something about by making a decision,” I said later, meaning her weight. I thought such a decision would be simple compared to the ones Jane is trying to cope with.

(Jane slept well last night and got up with me this morning. When she went into the bedroom for her 11 AM nap she ended up getting some forgotten memories about the dishonest treatment she’d received from her mother. Quite a bit of emotion was attached to the memories. “My mother assaulted me psychologically in front of others,” she said. “She was, what do you call it, a pathological liar....” Jane described several humiliating incidents her mother had perpetrated upon her. At the same time, it seemed obvious that these memories surfacing represented a therapeutic instance of what Seth had said would happen: memories bubbling to the surface where they could be examined and defused, instead of being kept repressed in the past. Very good, I told Jane.

(I had 2 pages typed on last night’s session, and gave Jane page 1 so she could refresh herself on my question, the one that Seth had begun discussing, about the intensity of her reactions. “Well, I almost feel him around now,” Jane said at 8:42.)

(Pause.) With the God of Jane Ruburt beautifully and expertly described his own experiences with beliefs, and at least hinted of his background. At the same time he felt that he should be offering more: the public image, the saintly understanding, and so forth.

(9:47 PM. “I feel you did it again,” Jane said as soon as she was out of trance, “hit on some real good stuff.”

(Jane turned on the television after a very brief discussion. I wanted badly to study this session with the idea of basing future questions upon it. I wanted to know how suffering could be good for the soul, among other questions, since from its supposedly exalted position one would hardly think the soul needed suffering to improve its position or understanding. My feelings toward the Sinful Self were certainly not charitable, nor was I about to concede it a state of grace in view of its damaging actions, even if Jane has ignored it and shut off communication. There is much to be learned here. Perhaps we’ve finally got a good hold on what needs to be done.)