“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(We’d wanted to read over some of the late sessions today, but didn’t do it. The time seemed to fly by. Jane slept until about 10:30. She hadn’t done badly, and I’d rubbed her legs before we slept. She had some right leg sensations—strong enough to notice but not nearly as strong as before, and she’s had them “off and on all day, particularly in the knee and lower leg. I haven’t had any feeling there for I don’t know how long.” She’d maneuvered somewhat better in the bathroom this morning, and said her right hip worked well.

(This afternoon I mowed some grass out front as soon as it stopped raining, then typed last night’s session, almost finishing it. I did complete it after supper. Jane didn’t feel like reading and discussing sessions, though, so we decided to have one tonight and perhaps do some reading tomorrow.)

(9:15 PM. “Well. I’m glad I had it,” Jane said. Note that Seth began commenting right away on the notes I’d written at the end of the last [yesterday’s] session, about my unfriendly feelings toward the Sinful Self at this time. In the session he also touched upon several other points I’d raised very recently, including the nature of Jane’s symptoms.

(It had rained hard after supper, but slackened as session time drew close. As I turned on a couple of additional lights in the living room, to see to write by, our friends in the fireplace began to sound off —adding a new sort of whistling or crying sound—and Jane made what may be a good point: light may leak past the closed damper enough that the raccoons respond to that stimulus. But they became much more quiet as the session progressed.)