“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She called me, with Carla’s help, at 9:20, as I was finishing typing the session.)

[...] Do you follow me?

[...] And again, it is a story, and though I have never used this term before, in class or in our sessions, and though I do not want our friend over here in the elegant outfit to become angry with me (to Sue), I will tell you that reincarnation, in its own way, is also a parable. [...]

(Now in an aside Seth told me there were many “strings” to the material; that it seemed to come “sideways,” but that it would all come together.)

[...] That day, he thought “After Rob seeing how I really am in the morning—if he saw me now he would see how much better I am,” and he felt proud of doing what he was doing as well as he could.

[...] Here was Eleanor again, saying, “Save me Bed,” and even speaking of Dialogues while in no position to accept them. [...]

[...] You follow me here.

[...] “Right now, even, my voice sounds just great to me, and my hands feel real liquidy, almost like water….”

[...] But in your terms, Seth Two is far further divorced from my reality than I am from Ruburt’s. You can imagine Seth Two as a future portion of me if you prefer, and yet far more is involved.”

[...] [We don’t expect to receive the page proofs for James, for correcting, until late next month.] Jane began to enjoy her break by writing poetry and doing some painting — but she surprised me when she also spontaneously began to rough out some of the notes for Psyche. She still planned to leave up to me the detailed, even painstaking work that she doesn’t care for: the endless checking and rechecking of dates and events in order to get each note just right. [...]

[...] If you are tired of having me stress that point, I can only say that I hope the repetition will serve to make you understand that the statement applies to the most minute and the most important of the events that you experience.

(I meant to add in the opening notes that Jane’s resiliency was proving a learning experience for Jeff Karder as well as for her and me.)

[...] It appears to me healing by filling in a bit around the edges. [...]

I do not seriously imagine that you would entertain such a ludicrous idea, but the situation certainly contains humorous overtones, and it would not be like me to let anything like this pass without comment.

[...] Now she touched the left end of the tube as she held it before me.)

(Jane sat at the living room table with me and began speaking with her eyes closed, in a normal voice and at a good pace.)

Ruburt was quite too psychically upset to get clear access to me. [...]

[...] I’ve always been intrigued by the simple observation that for me at least, once they begin moving into the past dream events assume an increasingly important place in my life. [...]

I laughed, and told her that with her new resolve not to worry she sounded like me.)

[...] It took me a while to realize that the author had said nothing at all about the idea of life as we know it being latently present all the while in the primordial cloud before it began to expand. [...]

[...] When she asked me what I thought about the session I replied that “we had no choice” but to try to implement it. [...]

[...] Do you follow me?

[...] Do you follow me here?

(Now Seth asked me to open a beer for Jane. [...] Instead, she sat quietly waiting for me to pick up my notebook….)

This change will also attract more energy (pause), bring it forth from you Joseph (pointing at me).. [...]

(At break, Jane showed me some yoga exercises she has recently resumed. [...]

[...] Jane was as well dissociated, she said, as she has ever been: “He had me so that I was more him than me… Now, how did he do that?” She could have been talking about a stranger, she continued, yet knew what she was saying and that she talked about herself.

Do you have an envelope for me?

[...] As Seth, she stared at me with quite an amused air, waiting until I was ready to take notes.)

[...] I felt his head pushing effortlessly through the glass, and exclaimed about this to Jane, who sat at her usual place at the breakfast table just in back of me. [...]

“The Navy man never came through the door like Gus had, though, nor did he speak to me or move. [...]

[...] I read it to Jane, who encouraged me to do more. [...]

[...] After break Seth delivered two pages of data for Jane and me, and the session ended at 11:01 p.m.)

[...] She reminded me of Seth’s suggested phrase to bring her out of the trance state every half-hour, should she show signs of remaining in it for longer periods.

[...] Before we take a break, let me tell you that hormones within the physical body have not only a chemical but an electric, rather electromagnetic, basis and reality, and that these also are connectors with other fields of existence.