“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

For our friend here (Jane pointed to Emolene), an existence in the land called Greece before it had that name. [...] This in the 1200’s. The personality has often been in a position to work with building, and in their construction, and was instrumental in working out the principles behind the arc (Jane gestured), arch, form.

[...] Jane was again in a very good trance, and took a bit to leave it. Emolene Frazer now left, but before she did she described her present home to us in some detail, since Jane and I have not seen it. [...]

(The session was witnessed by Emolene Frazer; she is an ESP student in Jane’s Thursday night class. [...]

[...] Often on such occasions Jane doesn’t feel much like having a session, being quite sensitive to weather changes. [...]

(Ten sessions after this one, Seth told Jane and me that we had been Speakers also, although he said nothing about dates or countries, or whether Jane, Ron, or I might be renewing acquaintances made in other, perhaps very ancient times. [...]

[...] The term “Speaker,” as Seth uses it, was as unknown to Jane and me then as it was to Ron and his family.)

[...] Jane’s trance had been very good. [...]

[...] Jane, since she knows practically nothing about the historical periods in question, was very pleased that Seth’s data was so evocative.

(Jane had no idea of what Seth would discuss during the session. [...]

(Jane’s eyes opened, very dark. [...]

[...] Jane was very well dissociated—far-out, she said. [...]

(Jane resumed at a somewhat faster pace, her eyes opening more often, at 9:44.)

(Jane and I were both tired by session time. Jane had no idea of what Seth might discuss in the session. [...]

[...] Jane was dissociated as usual. [...]

(Jane resumed in the same manner at 9:40.)

[...] Jane was out as usual. [...]

[...] Jane has God of Jane and her book of poetry well in the works now, and both involve Mass Events, or material in it. [...]

([November 16, 1980—Jane gives up walking with typing table. [...] Also see Private Session December 1, 1981—Jane hasn’t walked in thirteen months.]

(Jane held no session last Monday night because she was so relaxed and out of it, as she has been so often lately, what with the numerous changes still taking place in her body. [...]

(Notes: Today Jane called Tam about the continuing hassles over the disclaimer for Mass Events, and learned several important things—among them that the legal department is now “drafting” a letter to us, explaining their position in the matter. [...]

(As I mentioned doing at the close of last Saturday night’s deleted session, today I paid our NY State and Federal income taxes a few days ahead of time, hoping the action would contribute to my sense of freedom, and perhaps Jane’s too. [...]

[...] Before tonight’s session Jane read over the questions I’ve written out, derived from my reading of the 367th session. [...]

(Starting yesterday, Jane began her walking exercises with the typing table by using a pillow under her arms. [...]

[...] “I hope Seth doesn’t talk too loud,” Jane said as we waited for him to come through, “or I might lose that tooth.” [...]

There followed a very confusing and, to me, upsetting several hours during which Jane and Don tried to make arrangements with Miss C’s doctor, relatives and a hospital. [...] Miss C’s family (nieces and nephews) finally said they would take the patient to the emergency room at the hospital; her doctor told Jane he would be waiting for her there. [...] Jane finally contacted another doctor who arrived at midnight and authorized Miss C’s hospitalization.

As the regular hour for our session came and went, Jane began to get ‘nibbles’ from Seth. [...] I had not been helping Jane and felt guilty about it and was angry at Miss C’s relatives. [...]

Coming in and out of Miss Cunningham’s apartment, Jane would tell me the snatches of thought she received from Seth. I was in no condition to cooperate, so Jane wrote the words down. [...]

Later, after our company left, the sensation came back yet again as I stood in the kitchen talking to Jane. [...]

(Jane was up from her nap at 8:45 PM. [...] Jane was nervous as usual before the session began. [...]

[...] Jane was again fully dissociated for a first break. [...] I was aware that we had run past first break, since my hand was beginning to get weary; Jane’s delivery had also speeded up.

(Jane’s hands were still somewhat enlarged, though not to as great a degree as when the sensation first appeared. [...] Jane resumed at 10:45.)

[...] Jane was dissociated as usual. [...] Jane’s voice was hoarse, her hands still a little fat. [...]

[...] At 9:30 Jane said: “There — I’m just beginning to feel him around….”)

(During break I saw a certain look pass across Jane’s tired face. [...] Just before supper tonight I finished writing an account of what I’d seen, and Jane read it while we ate. [...]

(Still in trance, Jane set the milk aside. [...] While tasting the milk during break, however, Jane “herself” had had no such reaction.)

[...] Jane’s delivery had been rather fast throughout, except for an occasional long pause. [...]

[...] Jane was again well dissociated. [...] John also said he tried to communicate with Jane mentally while she was speaking, concerning his company, Searle Drug. But since Jane did not mention the subject John considered his efforts a failure, for whatever reason.

[...] Jane saw her at 3 PM, mail time. Jane has been picking up Miss Callahan’s mail as suggested, and also sometimes manages to look in on her at another time of day.

(Perhaps because of the presence of a witness, Jane was nervous before the session began. [...]

(After the session, Jane said she had no idea offhand just what material is on those particular pages of the Seth manuscript. [...]

[...] Recently Sarah telephoned Jane from Chapel Hill, NC, and asked for this session—the first held since August 16, 1967. Jane had needed a rest for some time, after the long grind of sessions from late 1963.

(On September 12, the day after this session was held, Jane bought the October issue of Fate Magazine. [...]

(Jane has also recently received a phone call from a young husband in Franklin, LA, asking Seth’s help for his wife, who is very ill. [...]

(Jane sat rather tensely in her chair as she began speaking for Seth. [...]

[...] I thought Jane had been in a deep trance. [...] Jane sat quite still with her eyes still closed and her hands clasped together gently.

(As we talked Jane said she got something additional from Seth—to the fact that my first cousin, Ruth Butts, was a masculine personality. Jane then said that “days must have passed, as far as time went, for just an hour and a half.”)

[...] Jane’s pace had slowed considerably with the start of this material, and she began to take many pauses, some of them quite long. [...]

(Eyes wide and dark, manner once again energetic, Jane stared at me, smiling.)

[...] (Her eyes open, Jane picked up the letter from Prentice-Hall briefly.) This is the direction toward which you should move. (Now Jane touched the carbon copy of the manuscript of her dream book.) The energy in this book was not wasted. [...]

(Recently Jane sent her dream book to Prentice-Hall. [...]

(Jane began speaking in a good trance at a somewhat slower pace than usual, and her eyes did not open as much as usual.)

(Before this evening’s session I had said that publication of the Seth material could help many more people than Jane [called Ruburt by Seth] could help personally in her ESP classes, and that too much energy expended in the classes took away from that available for the theoretical material available to us in our regular twice-weekly sessions. [...]

(This afternoon Jane received a letter from Pat Norelli, in Boston. [...] Jane read the four questions over—the formulae were meaningless to her—before the session, but we doubted if Seth would have time to deal with Pat’s letter and the questions in one session.

[...] At 8:55 PM Jane received a flash which she thought to be from Seth: “Pat is insisting on using the gift of life in a certain way.”

(The pace for the session was fast, usually emphatic, and Jane’s trances were deep. [...]

[...] Jane’s trance had been deep. [...]

(This session is in answer to two highly creative pages Jane wrote between 7:30—9:00 PM this evening. We’ve already spent half an hour talking over their contents; even while we discussed them Jane remembered elements she hadn’t written down. [...] Much of the experience took place in Jane’s library, which she is writing about in Aspects II, as we call it.

(Jane’s pages are with her Aspects II manuscript at the moment, and may be incorporated in that book. [...]

[...] Jane was obviously very tired; she wanted only to sleep. [...]

(“I wish you hadn’t said that, Bob,” Jane said. [...]

[...] “Well, once again we find ourselves at odds with society,” I said to Jane as we talked. [...] I guess; it seemed that Jane and I were incredibly dense about understanding what had been going on for the past decade. I remarked about the opinions of others when they read our deleted material after our deaths, for instance, whereupon Jane said that more than once she’d had the idea of destroying all our personal material when we were older.

(Earlier today I’d asked Jane if Seth would comment on my chest symptoms, re causes that I’d arrived at through using the pendulum. It appears that my own hassles are related to my fears that Jane’s improvements may not continue. [...]

(By way of contrast, I want to add here that this week Jane has been notified by Prentice-Hall of their most enthusiastic reception of her children’s book, Emir. Not only that, it appears that Prentice-Hall may have found at the same time the ideal illustrator for the work; black-and-white copies of sample illustrations have been sent to Jane, done by the female artist, with Tam’s assurances that the color is brilliant.

(After supper tonight Jane became aware of a noticeable straightening of her right leg—the shortest one —so that it appeared to equal her left leg. [...]

(This afternoon while painting the thought came to me that Jane’s trouble was that she was avoiding success; and success was looming ever closer with the advertising campaign planned for her ESP book, the near-completion of the dream book, etc. In the 350th Session for July 6, 1967, is a sentence which has stayed with me— when Seth said: “Ruburt has an unfortunate sense of unworthiness, without which the situation [Jane’s symptoms] could not have developed.” [...]

(July 14, 1971: When sessions resume, check with Seth about what Jane might have blocked in this session—as well as what she revealed. [...]

[...] I asked for it this evening because Jane was not feeling well, and indeed had seemed to decline since the New York trip in August.

(Jane did not volunteer this session; I had to ask for it. [...]

[...] Tam Mossman, Jane’s editor at Prentice Hall, called this morning to say that the first copies of her book, The Seth Material, have arrived at Prentice Hall from the printer. He’s mailing a book to Jane today.

(Not long after these sessions began, several years ago, Seth told Jane and me that the three of us had experienced lives in Denmark in the 1600’s. Ever since then I’ve thought my interest in the art of Western Europe for that same period, embracing the work of Rembrandt and Vermeer, Van Dyke, and Rubens, et al., more than coincidental. I mentioned to Jane now my curiosity as to whether my artistic career had any connection with my Denmark life. [...]

(10:57 P.M. Jane’s trance had been deep. [...] Jane and I ended up unsure, though, as to whether I lived two short lives, or one longer life divided into two spheres of activity.

[...] I told Jane about it as it progressed. [...]

[...] Up from her nap Jane felt both nervous and sleepy. [...] As session time approached our cat Willy put on one of his performances, persistently diving at Jane’s legs and ankles; as usual he calmed down as soon as the session began.

[...] Jane was dissociated as usual. Jane felt that Seth was in one of his expansive and friendly moods, and would have continued but for the late hour. [...]

(Jane, while trying psychological time on Tuesday, 5/26 at 11:15 AM, tried to project herself to Bill Macdonnel’s hospital room. [...]

(Once more Jane began dictating in a quiet voice, pacing normally, with her eyes darkening as usual. [...]

(I’d asked Jane today if Seth could discuss briefly two subjects in the session this evening: My recent hassles with the discomfort in my side and groin, and Jane’s right hand. [...]

(My question about Jane’s hand, her writing hand, had been on my mind for some time now. [...]

[...] Ruburt should like this, for the actress stands for your idealized version of Jane, as a star however in a different theater. [...]

[...] “Gee, that wasn’t long,” Jane said, looking at the clock. [...]