“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I brought both the letter and the issue of CPI to show Jane and get her opinion. I was taken unawares by Maude’s letter, unbelieving and yet grateful that anyone else would offer to give strangers money. I thought about the whole situation last night as I typed yesterday’s session. I believe I also had some restless dreams about it last night, but couldn’t recall them today.

(I did remember a vivid dream of last night, though, and described it to Jane. With a young agile man, I’d climbed up the rough outside red brick wall of an apartment house—several stories up, at least, and climbed in through a window into my own apartment. Jane wasn’t in the dream. I had been a little nervous about the climb up the sheer wall, but had managed it okay. So had my younger friend. Now, I refused to go back out the window and down the wall, like a fly or an animal might. Instead my companion was assigned this job: Each day his task was to climb back out the window with perhaps three looseleaf volumes of the Seth material tucked under one arm. With the other, and his feet, he was to maneuver his way back down the wall, with only a white rope as an aid, until he reached the street. I saw him do this, and wished him good luck. I do not know what he was to do on the street, or ground level, with the notebooks.

(Jane had also had a very positive dream, she said. It involved her flying, material about the world—newscasts—and her rediscovery of some beautiful objects, including a sofa, that may have been hers before. To me all these activities meant that she was preparing to return to the everyday world of activity.

(2:30. Jane ate a good lunch. Afterward I read my letter and Maude’s to her. “Your letter is terrific,” she said, an excellent piece of writing.” I hadn’t thought of it that way particularly. We discussed many possibilities swirling around the fund idea. The idea was new to Jane, of course, and I wanted to give her time to think about it. I said I’d merely write Maude a note of acknowledgement at this time anyhow. Jane said she’d also dictate a letter eventually to the group. She was very reserved about Seth possibly delivering a message for them. Our answer could range all the way from yes to no, with any combination of stops in between. I thought Seth could comment today, but I expected no detailed response there either at this time. One thing became quite clear as we talked: The fund idea abruptly led us into looking at our beliefs and motives and “work” in new ways—a valuable service right there.

(Jane had been waiting for staff to do vitals before trying a session, but then she determined to go ahead anyhow. Her Seth voice was slower than usual, and rather quiet.)

(3:53 PM. There was a knock on the door. A new nurse came in to do Jane’s vitals—temperature 98, etc. Blood pressure also. Lorrie came in to apologize for forgetting to give Jane her medications last night. Eventually Jane had called, and someone else had done the deed.

(When we were alone again I reminded Jane that as far as we knew the fund idea was known to only two people, so I was a bit mystified when Seth evidently talked about many people wanting to contribute. Resume at 4:42, after I’d read the session to her.)