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(I’d maintain that Jane has been on a creative upsurge for a year now. During that time she finished Seth Speaks and helped me proofread it, wrote her novel, Oversoul Seven, and worked on another Seven book [still unfinished], as well as Personal Reality and Adventures. These activities meant keeping to her schedule of two regular sessions a week for the most part, although I do the work of transcribing her trance material. Jane also held her weekly ESP classes and writing classes, and continued her work on poetry and an autobiography [also unfinished]. With all of this, we also went through the flood caused by Tropical Storm Agnes in June 1972. Jane’s daily predictions have been working out exceptionally well. Recently she was informed that impressions she gave for certain people as long as two years ago have been proving correct in large measure — a very heartening development….

4. By the time the 612th session was held we were finally getting back into our old rhythms of work; they’d been seriously disrupted by the flood caused by Tropical Storm Agnes in June 1972. Just before the flood materialized (over two months ago), Seth-Jane had completed the Preface and the first session for Chapter 1 of Personal Reality; see the opening notes for Session 613 in that work.

(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….

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:

[...] He experienced some strain, feeling that each vowel and syllable was so drawn out, in your terms of time, that he must either slow down his own neurological workings to try to make some suitable adjustments. [...]

[...] He was not sure enough of his new world; he was still enough a part of the old one so that he often saw his life and abilities through the eyes of the “old world inhabitants” — the others who might scorn him, or set him up for ridicule.¹³ They represented portions of his own psyche still at that level of consciousness, not having quite assimilated the greater knowledge or experience, so he felt he needed protection — the protection that would … cleverly … serve all of his purposes, allowing him to go ahead as he wanted to … that would keep him at home working, and yet also serve as a control against too much inner spontaneity until he learned that he could indeed trust the new world of experience.

[...] Then it would take her many minutes to contend with a single syllable; her tongue worked persistently at the “sal” in “universal,” for example, but even so all that issued from her was an elongated hissing sound based upon the “s” alone.