“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The day is warm — 33 degrees — and the snow and ice are melting. This morning I worked on the final copy of our 1983 taxes, and will mail them to our accountant Monday morning. I brought Jane’s eyebrow pencil to her at 330.

(3:15. Jane looked at herself in the mirror after she put on lipstick. She even smiled — “Since I’m supposed to” — and did well. I darkened her brows with the pencil, and she looked fine.

(3:32. Jane finished her cigarette and I worked on mail.

(3:45. Jane began reading yesterday’s session, and did very well indeed to start. Her reading was very fast. She was interrupted by people taking her vitals — temperature 97.3. By 3:57 she went back to the session — but now her pace wasn’t as fast and sure. She said her eyes were changing.

(4:02. Jane stopped reading. She could hardly make out the session. A little later she resumed reading sporadically. All of these changes were an excellent demonstration of the way Seth has said her eyes are behaving as they move up to a new plateau of improved vision.

(4:07. Jane took a break from reading for a cigarette. She resumed at 4:19, and finished the session, doing better at the end.

(Karina was mostly quiet today, although sounding off at times. Jane’s Seth voice was stronger and more positive than usual, I thought, with considerable emphasis at times.)

(4:37 p.m. I told Jane the little session was excellent, as indeed it is. I thought it contained very positive and hopeful material — for some reason it really hit home. Jane was pleased too, and I reread it to her after supper.

(While we were eating the phone rang. It was John Bumbalo, our neighbor who lives across the street from our hill house. He invited me to a late supper with his girl, Lisa. I’m finishing typing this session now at 8:15 p.m., preparatory to going across Pinnacle Road. Sleep well, Jane. I love you.)