“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The day was colder — 28 degrees — when I left for 330. I’d worked on taxes for an hour this morning, and Dreams. No calls from anybody. I’d envisioned Jane getting back to her room around 11:00, after hydro, but when I got there she said she didn’t get back until almost noon. She’d just had her fresh bandages put on and been turned, before I arrived. She ate a good lunch, though, and seemed to be doing okay.

(In between all of this activity, when we were alone for quiet moments, I mentioned a question to Jane that I’d thought of last night; I hoped Seth might go into it, I said. The question had been triggered by a sentence of mine in the notes for yesterday’s session, to the effect that I sometimes wondered why Jane’s body, particularly her body consciousness, didn’t simply take over to “even a more profound degree, and see to it that her physical body healed itself even more rapidly so that we could get out” of the hospital. Jane had had an emotional reaction, I’d noticed, when she read that line aloud yesterday, and it set me thinking.