“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I told Jane that I’d had a half-remembered dream of my own last night, involving my going back to work for Stu Komer of the old Artistic plant. I was working on a new kind of greeting card that could, I think, actually be quite successful. If I had time I’d make a dummy of one to show Jane how it works, for it utilizes two pieces of embossed paper and messages to deliver its import. Quite original, I think, a creative accomplishment. I said I wouldn’t mind Seth commenting on the dream.

(Jane finished the session in some 10 minutes—very good indeed. As I began working with the mail she told me to get my paper ready. Her Seth voice was average.)

(“Good afternoon. Seth.”)

(3:40. I said I hoped Seth would go into my question of yesterday, about not wanting my own suggestions for Jane’s improvement to come into conflict with her body’s own innate and spontaneous order of healing itself. When Jane resumed the session she got one word out—her shortest session on record. I told her later:)

(3:56. Jane had a bladder spasm, even though she’d had her catheter changed recently. She’s had a number of these, and is still passing a lot of gas. She passed gas at the end of the session. I told her I was about to ask Seth what he thought about the compliments she’d received from three different people this morning about her improving physical condition. Resume at 3:58.)

(4:43. Both feet moved, head and chest pumping up and down rapidly. She made loud noises of effort. “I can’t even explain what I mean sometimes, but I see what Seth means,” Jane said. “I can feel something moving inside, where you can’t even see it.” But, I said, I could, sometimes.