“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I used to feel this way. When I fell in love with Rob, my joy served to double the underlying sense of tragedy I felt, as if death mocked me all the more by making life twice as precious. I saw each day bringing me closer to a total extinction that I could hardly imagine, but which I resented with growing vehemence.

This simple statement alone liberated Rob and me from all kinds of preconceptions that had inhibited our daily lives.

Session 68 was held on a very warm night. All the windows were open. We were drinking iced coffee, and as the session started, my glass sat on the wooden table. At that time I still paced the room as I spoke for Seth, my eyes open with the pupils dark and dilated. As usual, Seth addressed us by our entity names, referring to me as Ruburt, and Rob as Joseph. Bill Macdonnel he called Mark. (As I mentioned before, these names refer to the whole personalities of which our present selves are only a part.)

Here Jane, as Seth, pointed at Bill as he sat in the rocker, working on his second sketch. Then she pointed at me. In the meantime Bill kept staring into the open doorway. As before, I could see nothing from my position at the table. The open door completely blocked my vision. I did not want to risk moving around, since I had to continue taking notes to make certain that our record was complete.

“This is the first time that I have attempted to approach in this manner during a session. I am pleased that I have been perceived, and I have been watching you from my own vantage point. The image in the doorway is indeed my own, though there is bound to be a distortion in Mark’s perception of me. It is through the Inner Senses that he perceives me, and this data he then attempts to transform into information that can be physically perceived.”

“It is true that in some ways I am no beauty in your terms, yet you must attest that I am not altogether ugly. I will let you take your break. And I wish to thank Mark. When I said that he would join me in a demonstration, I meant that he would join me in a demonstration.”

Suddenly I saw Bill’s and Rob’s expressions change. They’d been standing in the middle of the room, laughing at me. Now Rob whitened. Bill’s mouth dropped down. “What’s wrong?” I said.

After this Rob asked me to move a few inches forward. I did, and the effect diminished and then disappeared.

“It represents the appearance that these abilities of mine take on when closely connected with the physical plane. This does not necessarily mean that in all planes I have the same image. It is the first such representation of me, and I am quite fond of it.

The session simply astonished me. We had so many questions to ask, we didn’t know where to begin. Exactly how do we form events from mental energy? How do we form objects? How do we agree on what we see?