“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The weather had been fluctuating dramatically all day. It turned extremely windy tonight — so much so that I thought about tornadoes, although we’d heard no radio warnings about them. This afternoon the temperature had registered better than 50°; it still read considerably above freezing, even if the chill factor generated by the wind made the night seem much colder. Finally:)

(After listening to me discuss the second question for a couple of minutes, Jane said she had an answer to it, or at least a partial one. Her material was presumably from Seth, although she would give it. Just as she began speaking she was interrupted by a heavy knocking — first at the door to the public hall that separates the two apartments we occupy on the second floor, then at each of the apartment doors themselves. A feminine voice cried out for Jane. We waited. The persistent racket, penetrating the wind noise, meant just what we thought it would: an end to the evening’s session. When I opened the door I faced a comely but very agitated woman whom I’ll call Barbara. She was probably in her early 40’s. An expensive suitcase sat beside her.