“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane had a pretty good day today—until we read over some of the late sessions this afternoon, those having to do with her relationship with her mother. Then she became “irritated and edgy” as she lay down for her nap. And last night, as usual, she’d had some dreams bearing upon our currents efforts to help her. They hadn’t been nightmarish, though. Actually, she’d slept well, and got up to have breakfast with me. This morning she did an acrylic of the mums Frank Longwell had given her for her coming birthday.

(When I joined her for the session I found her sitting on the couch with her eyes drooping, half-closed in relaxation. Yet she wasn’t sleepy—“I’ve slept enough today,” she said, referring to her morning and afternoon naps. She didn’t have any questions in particular, though, even considering her upset over the session material. We’d also reread a group of sessions last night instead of having a session, but I didn’t want to pass up the opportunity for a session tonight, since it was getting later in the week.

Ruburt’s grandmother taught him to sleep with his hands above the coverlets, so that the child would not even begin subconsciously to feel its own parts while it slept (again intently). The Sinful Self then became very alert: how could it trust its own works, if it were so indelibly tainted?