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[...] She’s worked each day at her third novel on the adventures of Oversoul Seven, and has heard often from Sue Watkins about Sue’s progress with her book on Jane’s ESP class: Conversations With Seth.1 And with all of her other activities, Jane has held four sessions since the 14th: two personal ones, and two [842–43] on matters other than book dictation.
1. Sue has to do a considerable amount of research for Conversations With Seth, incidentally, especially locating, then interviewing — in person, by telephone or by mail, as the case may be — numerous class members. [...]
Now, you are here for one particular reason this evening whether you know it or not, and it is because you knew our new friends, the Greek twins (Valerie and Vanessa) and so you came when they attended class. [...]
[...] Your experience during these classes is far different than your ordinary experience for you learn more in a short period of time than you do at any other time, except again, when you are sleeping. [...]
ESP CLASS SESSION, NOVEMBER 10, 1970
TUESDAY
(One week later, in class of January 21, Sue told of a recurring dream which she had for some years—a dream in which she had stood in a field of wheat or cornfield was afire and she feared for the safety of the village.)
(I told Jane at break that I needed a capsule definition of Sumari, and she said that last night in ESP class Seth had commented, that the Sumari was a “federation of consciousness.” We get the duplicated transcript of each ESP class the following week, so we do not have the record for last night’s ESP class session, for January 11, yet.
(Seth continued with some personal material for Jane and one of the students in her ESP class.)
[...] Her multitudinous abilities also showed in the ESP classes she held from 1966 through 1975, with a few informal meetings after that. When I finish these volumes of personal sessions I’ll be publishing with Rick Stack’s New Awareness Network the transcripts of many of those always hilarious, incredibly active, crowded and loud meetings: full of Seth sessions, member dialogues and repartees and questions that erupted in those weekly classes that Jane held in our apartment’s small living room. [...] Usually on class night, Tuesday, I was secluded in my studio at the back of our second-floor apartment, typing from my notes the session Jane had held for the two of us the night before; then I’d be caught up for the Wednesday-night session to come.
I’m also still embarrassed to contemplate the merciless racket Jane, Seth, and their students made after class began in 1966. [...] And in retrospect I’m apologetic and grateful that during our whole tenure there not one tenant ever complained to our landlord, Jimmy Spaziani, about the noise we subjected that captive audience to once a week for those nine class years.
[...] Turnover was low, and we knew most of the other tenants, although no more than one or two of them at any time had an inkling of what we were up to with first the sessions and then the addition of the ESP classes. [...]
Nor am I trying to justify class behavior by noting that Jane and I and our guests were much better behaved during the Friday-night gatherings in our apartment. [...]