“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.

(3:55. Jane’s temperature was 98.9. I read her the sessions for February 1, 6, and 7. She said her eyes do bother her. They’re very red. I suggested she have a session soon if she was going to, regardless of whether her blood pressure still had to be taken. Once again the window was open and the curtains closed because of the very bright sun. This is Day 15 of her new campaign, and I’d already reminded her of the question we wanted Seth to answer: Why had this fever and infection business erupted after Day 1?

Through all of this, however, the body is responding, and it is indeed quickening the healing processes. It is an excellent idea, again, that you are reviewing those sessions.

(Whereupon I reminded her that she didn’t have to use anything, as per the session for February 1 that I’d read her today. She only had to get out of the way of her own body’s natural ability to heal itself. I was amazed at the way her body was still trying to right itself after all of these years. How cruel we could be to ourselves, I thought, and this reminded me of my old questions about why the body consciousness itself didn’t just rebel at times and refuse to let itself be so beaten down by erroneous beliefs. Seth has said a little about this in response to a question of mine, but we need much more. Nor has he ever referred to my question about whatever reincarnational influences might be operating with Jane.

(Before I turned her on her side, and then took a nap, I tried without success to locate my description of the dream with Jane and Joe in a previous recent session. No luck. I finally had to believe that in spite of my good intentions I’d literally forgotten to type it up. Nor had I written it up in my notes for the one day recently when Jane didn’t have a session — the 13th, I found out when I got home.

(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.