“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(3:30. I read yesterday’s session to Jane, after she couldn’t do it. My throat was hoarse. I’d started coughing after eating half of one of the candies I’d bought Jane for Valentine’s Day. I had trouble reading.

(I read this session to Jane after supper. She then admitted that she’d become frightened today because she’d been coughing up mucous occasionally. And she became even more frightened after the session. I was frightened by her reactions — appalled that after all we were trying to do, she still reacted to something beneficial — the coughing — as something to be scared of. The implications took my breath away, and I became depressed with thoughts that I didn’t see how she was ever going to make it, ever going to break that cycle of fearful response to the world and her place in it, her fear of being attacked, of life itself. I wondered what we’d been trying to do all of this time.

(“Can I say something?” I asked. “I don’t understand how you can be so frightened of a beneficial thing like the coughing, yet put up with the inability to walk all these years. The contradictions are beyond me. I don’t care what Seth says about the extremes of poverty, say, I think your behavior is extreme. Within the context of our society, it’s extreme …”