“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(At my urging we sat for the session at the card table at 2:25 PM. Just as we did the phone rang. It was David Butts again—telling me that since our talk last week he’s been free of the rather obsessive thinking about sending and receiving telepathic messages involving a certain female comedy star who appears on a late-night TV show. [He wouldn’t tell me who the personality is.] I’m David’s uncle.

(In our first talk I’d suggested to David that he write us a letter describing his attraction to this woman, and he called today to say that he was mailing such a missive, after rewriting it a couple of times. I’d thought the letter idea might help him put the whole affair, which he says has gone on for three years, in better perspective. I’d explained that I thought the personality was a symbol to him, of what I couldn’t be sure quickly. He’d told me that the fixation, or whatever, had gotten worse lately, and that he’d had strange palpitations and breathing difficulties when he began to think of her. He hadn’t been able to just shake off the feelings involved.

(David has told his parents of his yearnings toward this person, he said, and his father responded by telling him it was “all in his head.” Naturally, I had no idea whether telepathy was involved, but had attempted during the first call to explain our ideas of such possibilities. I doubted it in this particular case.

(I’d meant to write up a more detailed account of what is really an interesting case, but had become sidetracked by the Fred Conyers experience, work, and other things to do. I’d even forgotten I’d told David to write. I was a bit surprised to hear he’d been so free of the feelings so quickly after our talk. I’d immediately suspected that he called us because he needed help that he wasn’t getting from his parents, but didn’t say this to him. I did downplay the telepathy ideas, however, thinking it was much better that he solve the puzzle through ordinary channels and approaches.

(At the same time, I’d been a little concerned to learn of the affair lasting for three years, because that gave something plenty of time to become well entrenched. I didn’t really know whether his attraction to the woman involved had become obsessive, but did think elements of such a state were possibly involved. “Hell,” I’d said to Jane, “you don’t know what to say these days. You hear about something like that and right away you think of John Hinckley and Jodie Foster.” She had agreed. We await David’s letter. I should add that David said the feelings of panic—if that’s what they are—had gotten bad enough lately so that he’d stopped watching the woman involved on television.