“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(She was so much in pain that I ended up giving her at least ten minutes of what I thought were good suggestions. Hypnosis may have entered in. The bout seemed to help her relax; her arms and hands became easier and looser. She seemed to lay in bed more easily, and referred to the experience several times through the afternoon. I’ll try more such things. She loved the wild flowers I brought in from the house.

(“Get out your stuff,” Jane said after I’d told her about Frank’s remark and we had discussed it a little. She lay high up on the bed, her head back against her pillows. Her Seth voice was both strained and strong, I thought, although she had no trouble with the words. Her voice was different, though, and the rhythm was distinctly different than usual; she paused every few words.)

(I felt some small glimmers of hope about our progress this afternoon, and of course, hope it continues. Perhaps sessions will help Jane. I also mentioned several times that I’d like to have her return to the house. “But not to the bed there,” I said, referring to the hospital bed we own. “I don’t mean that at all. I mean I want to see you getting around somewhat, at least.”)