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(1. “Sometimes,” she said to me recently, and with no hint of smugness, “when I talk to a group of people — say on a Friday night, when psychic stuff may or may not be involved — I get the weird feeling that I’m operating on nine or ten different levels at once: The meanings and understandings that are being exchanged, at least between me and the other individuals in the room, are all so different. Those people can’t possibly know how I interpret some of the things they say. I do think I’m a lot more aware of this than they are, because of the very nature of what I can do — but I can’t explain that to every person I speak to. There isn’t time. And it would be too exhausting.”
(During the two weeks immediately following the 691st session, Jane kept working with the project involving the missing person; see the notes for that session. Among other things she took part in a series of lengthy telephone exchanges, usually late at night. She scored some remarkable “hits” psychically and made some errors — yet she ended up thinking that her demonstrated abilities often collided with what our society teaches us is possible in human activity. Jane told me that at times she felt a distinct yearning for understanding by the others involved in the affair; yet, because of her participation in it, her confidence in knowing what she can do was strengthened significantly. And Seth, very briefly commenting upon the search while it was still in progress, remarked to an out-of-town group of visitors that Jane was endeavoring to use her psychic abilities on her own; and that the assurance she was gaining through her efforts would be much more valuable to her than any she might derive from Seth himself “doing all the work.”
He (Ruburt) was bound and determined to explore the nature of reality.1 … He wanted to protect himself until he had enough knowledge to know what he was doing. He fears for the gullibility of people, and is rightly appalled at their superstitions — as you are, Joseph (as Seth calls me). Indeed, as Ruburt became aware of the little that is known, he wondered at his own daring. There was no one he could turn to for instruction. I could have helped him further, but I was [part of what he was investigating] …
[...] I project all of this outward around me into literally hundreds of brilliant scenes; expressions, I knew, of probabilities, ‘past’ and ‘future’ events, sideways events I can’t even understand … all happening at once, with perfect comprehension of that by the ‘anchor’ dream self. [...] I literally become the experience of being myself contained in all of these selves, while being these selves contained by me. In at least one of these selves, the knowledge of this entire event comes to consciousness like a half-recalled dream of its own, and the experience of recalling and being recalled is like liquid electricity in me, the anchor self.
[...] Grinning, she proceeded to confound me further by describing the double dreams of another class member — since, obviously, the individual in question had also had certain dream adventures that Jane and I didn’t know about. I ended up thinking that my own little experience hadn’t amounted to so much after all; but still, it had made Jane and me aware of another facet of dream life. [...]
(Dreaming two at once led me to write down a second question for Seth. [...]
(To me:) You are, in a rudimentary fashion, beginning to open up those unused areas of the brain, or you would not have even been aware of the fact of two simultaneous dreams. [...]