“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane ate a good lunch. A nurse’s aide brought us a copy of the regular menu, compared to the one for soft foods that Jane has always used, and we discovered that there isn’t all that much difference between the two.

(3:20 Jane finished reading the session aloud, and did very well at it, especially toward the end. I answered mail while she had another cigarette before the session. She’d decided not to wait for people to do her vitals. When she asked me if I could sort out Seth’s book material from his personal stuff, I said it was easy — that I wasn’t concerned at all.

(“You know why?” I asked her. “Because you’re going to do all the work on the book. When you get home, so start getting ready. I’ve always known you were going to do the book. I’ll do an intro if you want, and you can too, or you-know-who can also — but you’re going to be the one who does that book.”

The past, and every moment of the past, are being constantly changed from the operation point of the present. In your terms, the present becomes the past, which is again changed at every considerable point from the latest-present — you may put a hyphen between the last two words, so that the meaning is clear. Yet through all of this immense, continuous creation, there is always a personal sense of continuity: You never really lose your way in the distance between one moment and the next —

Your own focus is so precisely and finely tuned that despite all of that activity, objects appear solid. Period. Now objects are also events, and perhaps that is the easiest way to understand them. They are highly dependent upon your own subjective focus. Let that focus falter for a briefest amount of time, and the whole house of cards would come tumbling down, so to speak.

(4:05–4:10. Lynn came in to do all of Jane’s vitals. Temperature 98. We talked about Karina, in the room on the other side of the bathroom between rooms. Lynn thinks Karina is disoriented, although some of the doctors don’t. We speculated as to why Karina has never learned any language other than Russian. Lynn said the hospital even has a list of Russian words, but that Karina doesn’t respond adequately to them — perhaps they’re poorly pronounced, say.

(4:32 p.m. Jane had a cigarette. Yesterday had been one of Karina’s bad days — her worst, in fact, as far as we could tell. She’d cried out unintelligible words steadily all afternoon, until finally her voice had begun to falter and crack by supper time. It had been more than a little disturbing. At the time I’d wondered if she was on the downgrade, for I didn’t remember her calling out so steadily in weeks past. I’d thought her driving herself until she was hoarse was a late — or last — confrontation with a world that she might soon be leaving …)