“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] But I didn’t like it, and I didn’t want anything like it to happen again. [...]

[...] As I mentioned earlier, when the sessions started I didn’t believe that we survived death once, much less many times. [...]

[...] I didn’t know her family at all.

[...] “You didn’t think it was so funny then, though, did you?”

[...] For some reason they didn’t hear or see me, or if they did they didn’t care much. [...]

[...] She’d just spoken a phrase I didn’t understand as I worked on these notes—something in answer to a question she’d thought I’d asked. [...]

[...] She didn’t remember much of what Seth had said—yet she also knew she’d told me various parts of the material through the day. [...]

[...] If All That Is didn’t want appearances, we wouldn’t experience any! [...]

[...] Even given their undeniable accomplishments, why didn’t the Eastern countries create ages ago the immortal societies that could have served as models for those of the West to emulate — cultures and/or nations in which all the mundane human vicissitudes (in those terms) had been long understood and abolished: war, crime, poverty, ignorance, and disease?

[...] I figured that Seth must be giving a short session for a reason, or reasons, so I didn’t ask any.)

[...] But wait—it gets tricky; The Jonestown people didn’t? [...]

[...] Jane didn’t know whether Seth, or his entity, would speak. [...] She also experienced the pyramid effect at this time but didn’t tell us until break.

(Jane didn’t call last night. [...]

[...] Most likely this was my interpretation of her giving birth to the child; she was supposed to have a Caesarean section but didn’t and was in labor 25 hours; a woman is described here, gray hair, buck teeth, yellow teeth—this, Barb says, is a description of the man’s mother—she wanted him to marry Barb: teeth not really buck but protuberant and yellowed; also gray hair. [...]

[...] I didn’t want her to feel bad. [...] Jane further echoed my concern when she said later that she didn’t know what suggestions to give herself when she went to the john, and later got onto the bed. [...]

[...] Suddenly it came to me that she had it backwards—that her body didn’t need any additional trust, that it was perfectly willing to do her bidding at any time, including healing itself. [...]

(Jane said she didn’t want to postpone the session even though she felt “so great”— so much like just taking it easy. [...]

[...] Besides that, my recording of the Sumari personality was poor and I had to stop at Fred and Pete’s [class members] to get their tape, and I didn’t arrive at Jane & Rob’s until 9 PM. [...]

(“I didn’t start until quite late, though,” Rob said.)

[...] The first thing I thought of was Jane’s father, though—I didn’t actually see him, but I was telling Jane that at times I thought I did see the shape of the back of the head —I did associate that with his head.”)

(“Why didn’t he ask?” Rob said.)

(Jane didn’t really understand what she’d written. [...]

[...] A bit later I plan to quote from her own notes some of the details of her transcendent perceptions; but by the time I’d secured the typewriter, then driven over to the supermarket at Langdon Plaza, she didn’t think she could get out of the car. [...]

[...] I didn’t much like the blunt, unfeeling “I” that I saw. [...]

[...] From the safety of the cot in my studio, I didn’t panic as that other me faced such a life-threatening situation, yet I was disturbed by it — enough so that I repressed conscious recall of the whole episode until the evening after this (715th) session was held. [...]

[...] All I can say is— what would they be like if they didn’t... [...]

[...] Rob did get the thing on the cat with much less difficulty; she didn’t even seem to resent it. [...] The point is that the odds didn’t seem to go in that direction and that I do think … we did mental work at other levels that resulted in that benign event … as if before we gave cluttered orders for an event to take place.

[...] Actually, Mitzi didn’t resist half as much as I’d feared she would. [...]

[...] But Jane didn’t mention any of those events.

But as I type this material two evenings later [on Friday], I can note that Jane didn’t paint at all. [...]

[...] Oddly, if you postulate a god in that fashion, a personified one, then you wonder why he couldn’t—or didn’t choose to—maintain the perfection of his original creation. [...]

[...] I didn’t try outright to hypnotize her, although certainly hypnotic factors must have been involved. [...] After I’d finished Jane said that although the experience was enjoyable she didn’t feel “anything great.” [...]

[...] I also didn’t ask Seth about Jane’s delayed reaction to the suggestions, so am making a note of that for next Saturday’s session, at Jane’s request. [...]

[...] I told him she couldn’t help him, that we didn’t have the time. [...] Stuart didn’t know when he’d leave town, so I said he should return to his friends in California. [...]

[...] I didn’t think he’d read her books but very little. [...]

[...] We didn’t try the table today, but she did do the healing energy thing, and evidently with some success: She’s to write a description of it to insert in the pendulum notebook. [...]

(I didn’t feel well Saturday night after company left, and not much better Sunday. [...]

[...] Actually she didn’t elaborate very much on the episode. [...]

[...] Her doctor tried one medication, then dropped it to try another, and that didn’t work....” [...]

(I didn’t think it wise, considering Jane’s mood.)

(Bob Hagel grinned at her, yet for a moment he didn’t know what to say. [...]