“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I learned to my surprise from our chauffeur that the father, Fred Jupenlasz, whom I remember well, had only recently died at the age of 85. [...]

[...] Your joint reactions last week, following our session, are perfect examples of two things. [...]

Most of these probable systems, returning to our earlier discussion, are open. [...]

[...] My fondest thoughts to our floppy Ruburt this evening.

(Yesterday Jane remarked that she had always wanted a drawing done on our kitchen wall. [...]

(“Seth, Jane has wanted to know what was going on here in the house during the time our dog Mischa died, and when the two cats also died.”)

(Our dog Mischa was 11 years old when he died of kidney failure.)

I hope this material is as interesting to you as for example our fifth dimensional imaginary apparatus. [...]

[...] I told Jane that I had been considering the role Nebene might play in our relationship in this life, for the last couple of days. I hadn’t mentioned this to Jane though in any of our recent long talks. [...]

[...] Let us get to the details in our time. [...]

[...] 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.

I closed our last session somewhat earlier, and intend to do the same this evening. [...]

[...] You must by now have some idea of what it means to take so much of your clock time for our sessions.

[...] Our telephone began to ring. [...]

(Our dream discussion before the session led me to voice a question about dreams that I don’t think Seth has covered in just that way. [...]

[...] The beginning of our sessions represents to you your own version of hearing the voice of God, in that you felt that it was the first time in your life that in whatever guise, some portion of the universe “had a message for you”—or that you were in contact with anything beyond the ordinary, that at least held hopes for a glimpse of any real knowledge beyond the known.

[...] It’s interesting to note that Seth completed Chapter Eighteen, concerning our psychic creation of the environment [including earthquakes, of course] a week before our guest’s arrival. [...]

[...] I am concerned with getting material to you, but I am also concerned that we do not lose the basic friendly nature of our communications.

As far as our experiment with this new procedure, it is coming along well. [...]

(Frank, incidentally, had brought a ladder so he could get upon the roof to look down our chimney in an effort to see what creatures were causing the rumpus in the fireplace above the damper. [...]

[...] Up beyond the damper, I could easily hear our raccoon guests busily chattering away: perhaps it was feeding time, their noise was loud, now—a sure sign of growing things, I thought. [...]

[...] In Ruburt’s case the conditions mentioned earlier, in our last sessions, operate to his best advantage. [...]

We will now end our session. [...]

[...] She’s been sleeping much better generally, though, is still taking a nap in the late morning as well as our usual nap break just before supper. [...]

Both the nightmare experience and the dream were partially triggered by our last session (on March 4), of course, and served to show Ruburt why he had begun to cut down on some (underlined) of his own psychic experience, inspiration, and expression—a policy reflected in the repressed nature of bodily expression. [...]

[...] (Seth promised to do this last session.) I prefer we wait a short time, since our friend is only too willing to return and speak his own piece, and Ruburt has had sufficient experience for a fortnight.

Though he does not understand what he does, he is learning control at other layers of consciousness, and he will be able to utilize his abilities far better in our sessions and in other experiments. [...]

For now in our tale of beginnings, however, we still have a spasmodic universe that appears and disappears—that gradually, in those terms, manifests for longer periods of time. [...]

[...] Originally I’d planned to present excerpts here from our joint material—but I see now that I have no space in which to do so.

[...] Half our problem, we saw in a discussion before the guests arrived, was that we had no planned response for such situations: we ended up feeling guilty at saying no, and resentful at saying yes. [...]

Then get our friend a beer.... [...]

[...] I figured there were reasons for the finger thing erupting so suddenly to begin with, and leading us against our conscious wills into the whole hospital scene at St. Joe’s, so whatever lessons there are in those experiences are still being assimilated. [...]

[...] They didn’t stay too long after being filled in on our situation, but the next morning Hal returned to offer his help. [...]

[...] First of all, our private session...You did an excellent job of recognizing the Nebene characteristics in yourself, and changing the nature of their direction. [...]

Besides working with body belief, you are automatically working with the inner belief, showing him that physical activity can be mixed with creativity in the book and in our sessions, that you approve, yourself, and that he is physically capable.

(Jane was quite relaxed this evening, hence our late start. [...]

[...] What Ruburt said about the beloved monster (Willy, our cat) is true.

(Jane pointed to Joanie.) Our friend here should stay away from lettuce… (I asked why.) There is oversimulation, reacting upon her system… that does not enable her to correctly perceive the nature of her own experiences… Too much stimulation without understanding.

[...] Both of us were still puzzled as to what’s been going on since Day 1. I told her I’d had another dream last night about our moving back to 458 West Water, but that I couldn’t recall it. [...]