“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Smile again.) The word is in your vocabulary and Ruburt’s, not mine.

[...] “But I’ve done introductions for Seth’s books, so why shouldn’t he do one for mine?” And yes, the Cézanne material mentioned earlier — see Jane’s introduction for Psyche — had developed into a full-fledged book of its own.

(Seth’s remarks refer to some of mine made before the session began this evening.)

(On page 177 of the last session Seth mentioned a recent vision of mine, and promised to discuss it further this evening. [...]

(The last vision of mine that Seth discussed took place on August 30,1965, during waking hours, and was mentioned in the 183rd session of that evening.

[...] After all, I told myself innumerable times, these were Seth’s and Jane’s books, not mine. [...]

[...] The books arose from probabilities, both yours and mine as well as Ruburt’s.

There will be a good response to both Ruburt’s book and mine, which will also serve in a supportive way. [...]

[...] Apparent causes came and went, and would continue to do so had he not—with, my friend, your help and mine—found the master cause.

I hope that in one way or another this book of mine has served to give each of you an introduction to the inner multidimensional identity that is your own.

Now he knows what I know, though some experiences that are uniquely mine, he can never know as I know them. [...]

[...] Wendell Crowley is a boyhood friend of Ward’s, and also an old friend of mine; he was my editor in New York City for some years after World War II. [...]

[...] In the letter Bill dwells upon a dinner attended by himself, Wendell Crowley, and several other old friends of mine; the dinner being held just a few days ago; at this dinner Wendell mentioned my availability to Bill Ward for free-lance artwork, and this in turn led Bill to ask me to help him out.

In more specific terms, I’m organizing this rather short exploration of Jane’s death around these items; a loose chronology surrounding her writing of Seth, Dreams … in 1966-67, and our unsuccessful attempts to sell the book; my acceptance of the survival of the personality after physical death; a waking experience involving my sensing Jane very soon after she had died; a metaphor I created for her death; a dream in which I not only contacted her but gave myself relevant information; another metaphor for Jane’s death; my speculations about communication among entities, whether they’re physical or nonphysical; a letter that could be from the discarnate Jane — one that was sent to me by its recipient, a caring correspondent whom I’ll call Valerie Wood; a note I wrote to Sue Watkins about the death of her mother; some quotations from a published letter of mine; Jane’s notes concerning the relationship we had; and, finally, the poem in which she refers to her nonphysical journeys to come.

[...] On the other hand, I can say everything — for her life encompassed the world, the universe, just as much as yours does, or mine, or Laurel’s. She lives then, as I’m sure you know. [...]

That vision reminds me of a letter of mine that has just appeared in Reality Change, a magazine its editor is devoting to the Seth Material, and publishing in Austin, Texas. [...]

[...] His relationship with me, and mine with him, is bound to be interpreted in multitudinous ways by our readership, the public and so forth. [...]

Those are Ruburt’s designations, not mine. [...]

[...] I knew it was mine. [...]

[...] “For my personality is not Ruburt’s, nor is his mine. [...]

Then, smiling, Seth went further into the question of his own existence—and mine. [...]

[...] I consider projecting but decide not to ruin the bike experience for Carl who would dearly love to own a motorcycle, even if he is only a dream Carl of mine.

[...] He tells me that this warp will only exist for a short time, connecting his reality and mine, before it disconnects and that the same situation probably will not happen again. [...]

[...] An excellent demonstration, my friends, on your parts, not mine.

[...] I knew it was mine. [...]

[...] It is available at all times, and it is also his by right, and mine by right. [...]

[...] Usually Ruburt reacted to these adversely at his end — that is, the interference was such that it would bother his situation rather than mine.