“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I worked with mail, but didn’t feel like it, really. [...]

[...] “I need to read some of the earlier sessions,” Jane had said when I arrived, so at 3:50 she began reading the session for January 13, a good one, while I did mail. [...]

[...] In the meantime I’d put his address downstairs in storage among many others, and hadn’t taken the time to find it so I could answer — another of the mail hassles that crop up often.

(I also thought the call might force a change in what I tell correspondents — but then, with the information about us that I furnished for Maude Cardwell’s article in Reality Change, what would be the point of changing my response to the mail? [...]

[...] I began sorting mail. [...]

[...] I heard her exclaim over the feat at the time, without paying a lot of attention, since I’d shoved my chair back into a corner to get out of the way while the staff worked on Jane; I was doing mail. [...]

[...] I work on mail, and the heating man comes.

[...] I worked with the mail while Jane had a smoke. [...]

[...] This morning I worked on the final copy of our 1983 taxes, and will mail them to our accountant Monday morning. [...]

[...] Jane finished her cigarette and I worked on mail.

[...] She had a smoke afterward and I got out mail to answer. [...]

[...] I did mail until Jane had the session. [...]

[...] I read the mail over. [...]

[...] Then I thought of Ed’s first letter of two years ago, breaking a twenty-year-old silence, mailed from Alaska where Ed was skiing. [...]

[...] And I know that those memories and thoughts were connected with my later predictions and Ed’s letter in the noon mail. [...]

1, 5: In today’s mail letter from Ed Robinson — Probably our 3rd?

[...] She answered mail, and put together a mailing list. [...]

[...] I’ve let answering any but immediate business mail go while Laurel and I worked on the manuscript for The Magical Approach.)

[...] I said I’d probably received her latest letter, but hadn’t answered mail for some time.

[...] Jane said she’d have a session later, then changed her mind as I got ready to do mail. [...]

(I explained that in their different ways both Jane’s ESP classes, and the mail, reflect other aspects of public exposure, and that these too must have engendered resistance over the years. [Jane remarked last week to the effect that she wondered how she could get out of answering the mail, for example.] Class had always seemed to offer much, and has helped many people, yet implicit in its very existence was the fact of public exposure concerning unacceptable psychic abilities, in Jane’s eyes, I told her. My idea is that both class and mail have had an unfortunate reinforcing effect over the years as far as the symptoms and their attendant fears go. [...]

(Even today’s mail, which we read after finishing our discussion, contained several beautiful examples of points I’ve described above. [...] I too wondered about dispensing with answering the mail, while being very reluctant to do so, since many of the letters are openly laudatory, and we save them for reference [although we haven’t actually used any for such purposes]. [...]

[...] There would be moving to a new location, perhaps, or doing something about the mail—answering labors each week. I suppose we might use the post office’s impending rate increases as an excuse to save on postage, and either cut way down on, or eliminate, answering the mail, if this will help. [...]

(Like class, Jane has often been threatened by the mail, only more overtly, as well as by personal visitors who sought us out. [...]

(“You don’t have to go into it now, but will you discuss the mail situation and the idea of responsibility?”)

(Pause.) If you want the mail material now, then give me a brief moment. [...]

The mail represents the voice of the world, the needs of its people. [...]

(“Yes, and then maybe I wouldn’t answer any of the mail.” [...]

(In my Introductory Notes for Volume 1 of “Unknown” Reality, I explained how Jane acknowledges the mail we get from our readers by sending them copies of letters from Seth and herself; to the latter she adds a few personal lines for each correspondent. [...] Seth dictated his letter in April 1975, just after finishing his part of the work for Volume 2 of “Unknown,” and I presented it while introducing Volume 1. Jane still handles most of the mail herself, and she continues to send people Seth’s letter because we still think he presented excellent ideas in it.

[...] The flow of mail to our hill house is surprisingly steady throughout the year, as we’ve often noticed: We never take in 100 letters one week, for instance, and none the next, or 70 one week and 15 the next. [...] All of the mail doesn’t need answering, of course, but the other day we estimated that with very little help from me Jane now replies to around 2,000 letters a year. [...]

[...] I read yesterday’s session to Jane, and started mail.

[...] “Well, that’s it, then,” I said, and went back to the mail until Jane said she was ready for a session.)

[...] She’d done no exercises, nor had I looked at mail. [...]

[...] I’m to mail him all the forms and figures I got from Kim Evans. [...]

(Pete also wants a copy of Steve Blumenthal’s last letter, so I’ve made a copy of that to mail him with the Infirmary material today. [...]

[...] I’m pruning away as much as I can, including a lot of business mail and projects we could get involved in. I no longer answer certain business or fan mail.

[...] Jane read yesterday’s session while I read mail, and did quite well. [...]

[...] I did a little mail. [...]

(I worked on mail. [...] I did more mail. [...]

[...] I answer mail PM.

[...] I worked on mail acknowledging the $650 we’d received in contributions through Maude Cardwell’s efforts. [...]

[...] The mail has picked up quite a bit, and at the moment I’m falling behind again.

(Yesterday I received in the mail a copy of a long article that Sam Menahem, a psychologist in Fort Lee, New Jersey, has written for a summer issue of Reality Change. [...]

(As I was doing mail today she said she’d put off having sessions lately because she’d picked up from me that I wanted the time off to catch up on other things. [...]

[...] The sheriff told us the bureau was flooded by mail requests for plates and was very much behind; indeed they had just begun filling mail orders a day or so before our visit. [...]

A scramble of communications is connected with this, and perhaps of letters crossed in the mail.

[...] I had ordered my 1966 license plates by mail, on December (twelve) 3rd (three), and had the money order stub with me in case it was necessary to show a record of payment.

[...] As stated I ordered the plates by mail, enclosing a money order in payment, on December 3,1965. [...]