“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The day was 45 degrees and bright and sunny when I left for 330. Jane had been to hydro this morning. Her feet continue to improve. She ate a fair lunch. Afterward she tried the brand of liquid vitamins I’d bought on the way home last night; she said they tasted better than the hospital’s brand — but I didn’t see vitamin C or E listed on the label. I’ll have the new brand checked out by staff people.

(3:20. She couldn’t make out the session for yesterday at all, so I read it to her. She said that she wanted “to do book stuff, but I’m spending all my time trying to find out about my health.” I said I was willing to forget about the health business for a while — a long while, if necessary. It wasn’t helping all that much, as far as I could see. Perhaps any improvements she can achieve can come about better if we simply leave the whole business alone and quit focusing on it. I can’t think of anything else to do.

(We had the window open and the curtains pulled shut against a bright sun as session time approached. I’d turned the heat back on, though — it was working again now, somewhat mysteriously, I thought, since no one has looked at it. Jane had already taken her glasses off, saying she could see better without them. Things weren’t clear, she said, just less blurred. Maybe that too was a sign of improvement, I said. I don’t wear my own glasses nearly as much as I used to. Jane’s Seth voice was quieter than usual, and had a hoarse or rasping quality to a mild degree.)