“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(One of my first thoughts was that the dreaded time had come—that no matter what Seth had been saying lately, or what Jane and I thought about her getting better, she was actually worse off than ever. I envisioned calling Dr. Kardon tomorrow, to get Jane into the hospital—a prospect both of us shrank from indeed. I thought that even my wife would be forced to agree to such a move.

(I was pleased at the way the session was going—and indeed amazed that Jane could manage to pull it off at all, given her circumstances. She said no more, just smoked. The TV was on, without sound. The cats slept beside the waterbed in the living room. The room was lit with a soft yellow glow.

(8:47.) Those early feelings date back to Ruburt’s early childhood. They are the final, and yet first expressions of that panic. Therefore, they can be extremely valuable. There was also of course the event of St. Vincent’s. Also numerous small abandonments when Ruburt was still younger—but with your help he can indeed clear both mind, body and spirit, for he senses that relief, and knows it is at least within his grasp.

(8:50. “I need to raise my head,” Jane said. She had indeed been speaking for Seth with her head bowed low. I helped her with a hand: “Look at me....”)