“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane didn’t call last night. I spent the morning typing letters from Jane, Seth, and me for Maude Cardwell to send to donors. I also wrote Maude a letter of my own. I did no work on Dreams.

(It’s hardly a coincidence, then, that one of the questions I had for Seth today, and had added to yesterday’s session, concerned her right leg and why she wasn’t straightening it out. The negative part of Jeff’s information is that he said she couldn’t sit up until the leg was fixed to some degree, at least. I’d expected that sort of diagnosis for some time. “Shit,” Jane said, “if my body can recover like it has, then it can fix the leg too.” I believe it. Jane took the visit well indeed this morning, and I congratulate her for doing so. I wanted to ask Seth about the whole thing anyhow, since he’s said several times that she’ll be able to walk normally and with some confidence.

(I showed Jane the list of questions I’ve been acquiring, at Seth’s own suggestion, and told her that one of them concerned the insurance situation — that I didn’t want to mess it up by demanding action from our lawyer, say. Seth had said six weeks ago that the issue would be settled to my satisfaction, and our lawyer had said not to worry, and that’s the last we’ve heard. I added that I couldn’t imagine the hospital not demanding action before this — yet they haven’t. Seth had said the question would be cleared up without any long wait.

(I explained to Jane my mental saying, “Sorry, Mom, but I don’t have time any more for your shaky beliefs or ideas,” as it had spontaneously grown out of Seth’s comments about why my right hand is shaky, in a recent session. The suggestion is working fairly well. I think it’s quite humorous and original, and so does Jane. It may have a cumulative effect, and I’d like Seth to comment.

(“Good afternoon, Seth.”)

(“Thank you very much, Seth.”