“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Now to recap the situation leading up to tonight’s [612th] session: At supper time Jane encountered some relaxation effects⁶ — so much so, in fact, that she had to lay down briefly in the midst of preparing the meal. Then not long before the session was due she became aware to some extent of her pyramid sensation, meaning that Seth Two, or possibly a variation of that personality gestalt, was around. And once again she felt like rubbing her forehead where the mythical third eye would be. Many things, it seemed, were developing at once; we expected that after first break tonight Seth would comment upon them, as well as upon Monday evening’s session. But events didn’t work out that way at all; Seth did not return. Jane carried the rest of the session herself — and a unique one it turned out to be….

(10:09. “I’m getting the feeling of a whole lot of beings or personalities way behind my head,” Jane said as she sat in her Kennedy rocker. Her eyes were open; she was very relaxed; she smoked a cigarette as we waited for Seth to return. Then after a pause: “I’m getting stuff but I don’t know how I’m supposed to give it — through Seth Two, or what. So I’m just waiting….”

6. In Chapter 6 of Adventures, Jane described how we rented a second apartment across the hall from our first one in order to have more living and working space. (The apartments are on the second floor.) Jane’s psychic identification with the leaves of the great oak tree, growing so close beside the second apartment’s kitchen windows, marked the beginning of a different kind of relaxation for her; the kitchen became her evocative “tree house.” Several years later, I asked her to write for this note her own account of the relaxation effects that grew out of the hours she spent in contemplation with that massive tree:

“That particular kind of relaxation seems to repeatedly come upon me over a period of several months or even a year, then to vanish for the same amount of time. I first felt it right after we moved into the new apartment in June 1971, and when it started I knew it was a different kind of feeling. It’s a sort of super-relaxation; almost profound, and mental and physical at once. A completely different thing than just yawning, even though I might be yawning.

“The relaxation involves a curious sense of dropping down inwardly, of going slowly beneath the realities we usually recognize. It’s a smooth transition in which perception is slowed down topwise, but deepened so that usually unperceived stimuli seem to rise from an underside of consciousness and bodily sensation. In that kind of relaxation the body itself perceives differently; that’s what I’m trying to emphasize. Looking at a leaf while in that state, I easily feel myself as part of the leaf, and I think this is a biological as well as a psychic perception. At certain levels the body feels that way itself, although ordinarily we aren’t aware of it. Such a relaxation, then, is almost an extension of biological insight.”