“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jane said she got, several times, “and all that for nothing,” so I repeated our ideas. [...] I wanted the drives to remain with us for our use without limitations, so I wasn’t sure if it should be dispensed with completely.

[...] We went to Key West with the idea of possibly spending our last week there, but found prices too high for us, at least on such short notice. [...]

[...] I thought that probably the feelings should be allowed to come out violently, but we were inhibited by our surroundings, and probably fear, etc. [...]

[...] It’s our nature to be creators, but finally we had great difficulty creating under the conditions mentioned. [...]

Now, I simply do not know where to begin with our friend Ruburt. [...] I have never manipulated his subconscious, in any manner, and both of you called me the evening of our last unscheduled session. [...]

[...] Delivered at our request.

Our sessions in general, the matter of spontaneity and discipline, your own fears, rather natural enough, concerning any subconscious effect I might have on Ruburt.

[...] Consciously I had not wanted to have the session, since I thought our guests not well-enough prepared.)

(The couple in question sat at a table for two directly in front of the bandstand; a most peculiar spot, I recall thinking, for an older pair who did not smile, did not dance, who caught our eyes occasionally, who did not seem to care about the drinks before them. I also recall that at the end of our stay there, Jane pointed out to me the fact that they were smiling. [...] Truly, we had kicked up our heels in their faces. [...]

[...] I am very poor at visual imagery yet their faces came to mind often during our stay at York Beach, and for months later after our return.)

[...] During it, I remarked that the next question I wanted to ask Seth was whether either Jane or I, or both of us, had ever unknowingly seen a fragment of the type our friend Bill Macdonnel had. [...]

[...] Willy is our cat. [...]

(By coincidence this session fell due on the anniversary of our first session. [...]

Our bright-eyes Ruburt has been less than bright-eyed lately.

[...] In our basic universe the tree, while remaining stationary, would nevertheless fall crashing into the water.

[...] Also, quickly, I saw clearly the birds on our rooftop, through the living room window.

[...] And that is reflected through his poetry as well as our specific work. So that expression would come through poetry also with its “psychedelic” experience, regardless of our specific sessions.

Even in his poetry, before our work, it always led him at certain times way beyond “himself.” [...]

[...] This does not involve our sessions. [...]

Now I will end our session. [...]

(To Daniel.) And for our friend over here, and not really for him but for our long-faced friend who is not present tonight (meaning Ron), Ruburt will go for any tests that are fun. [...]

[...] I am not speaking now only to you (Maria), but to everyone in the room, our friend, Ruburt, included. [...]

Ruburt will want to know if the door is closed, so tell him because I want our friend over here in the bridal white (Maria) to realize that each of you should realize that the energy and strength and vitality that rings through this frail form now rings also through that form and that form and that form and represents the energy and vitality that belongs to each of you, and you all have it to draw upon. [...]

I was speaking about feelings directed toward our friend here (Edgar) and I was pointing at you. [...]

[...] And since I tarried with you longer than usual at our last session, our meeting this evening will not be of the usual duration.

[...] I enjoyed our last session immensely.

(“Did our cat see it?”

I am enthusiastic still, over the accomplishments of our previous session.

[...] Indeed, we began to receive our first appreciable snow within three hours after the ten days were up. [...]

(The session was held in our front room. [...]

[...] For now, I would like to add somewhat to our discussion concerning inverted time and probable events.

Now give us a moment please for our Instream material.

(“Has earth ever known before a civilization as complicated as ours?”)

(“Could you voyage to Arcturus, one of our closest stars?”)

(“What will happen when we begin making our journeys to other planets and stars, looking for life?”)

[...] My book is finished so I will have plenty of energy left to deal with all of you, and to send you on whatever adventures you are willing to pursue—even our friend, Edgar, over here. [...]

(To Ron L.) And our friend, Edgar, judges the self that he knows far too harshly and do not ask me what I mean by the statement. [...]

[...] In our immediately past lives, spent mainly in Boston in pre-Civil War days, Jane lived to be 82 or 83 as a woman medium, and I lived to be 63 as an Episcopalian minister. We have received a limited amount of data on the Boston lives, and are not sure of our personal relationship, except that we were not man and wife. [...]

[...] Since our index is not completed for all the sessions, I cannot find as many exact references here as I would like, other than to ask Seth for help in naming particular sessions, and do not know whether this is possible. [...]

[...] I said I though much evidence had been collected already, and that more was certain to be gathered before our deaths forty or so years from now, granting his dates were correct. [...]

[...] Our friend sees a shaman. [...] Our friend the Jesuit is here, and five others have gone this same way earlier and he knows this: It is his reason for going, you see.

Now, more personally, our friend the Jesuit. [...]

[...] There is a light behind him also and he stands at a partially opened door, and our friend the Jesuit speaks to him. [...]

[...] Yesterday we’d received our copies of the Bantam paperback issue of The Nature of the Psyche, and I’d brought a book in to show Jane. [...] I wanted a word from Seth on what our reactions should, or could, be, in light of yesterday’s session about living in the moment.

[...] Next, Jake and I were walking down a street in a town, on our way to see Jane’s mother. [...]

No, there is an error somewhere … The Bantam cover, despite your obvious dissatisfaction, aids our work in the positive of ways.

[...] She said she felt that Seth may have alluded to our improving our relations as a nation with Iran, though this may be hard to believe at present. [...]

[...] They’d all found out our anniversary date through the holiday talk, and knew we hadn’t done anything ourselves to celebrate it. [...]

[...] I almost got the feeling that in the next year or so we could see things happen that would turn our whole world around, and in a way that ordinarily would be thought impossible.” [...]

(All of that naturally led Jane and me into talking about our own experiences in NYC after our marriage. [...]

Our art can help alter people’s views of themselves, change the mental conditions and the psychic atmosphere of our readers. [...]

[...] Overall, I do agree, however, that our sessions ideally should not be tied to utility as a primary consideration, but should be freed of such considerations, at least generally speaking, so that their full potential can be expressed. [...]

I may indeed dictate a new letter to you (as Jane said recently), to make our position clear, but Ruburt’s main position is not one of service: it must be one of pleasure and creativity. [...]

And welcome to our friend Philip. [...]

I bid welcome, of course, to our new guest. [...]

I speak to our Philip first, since he is indeed such a faithful and amusing guest, of whom I am indeed quite fond. [...]

Our new guest: 15th century, rather a strange itinerary, from Holland to Turkey. [...]

(A 9:20 PM we finished dusting our cat Willy with flea powder.)

[...] That is why I did not have a full dictation for our Seagull and friend.

[...] He will be of great help to Ruburt, and in advancing our work.

[...] Seagull (humorously) will be our angel Gabriel.

[...] For the first time in several years, the session was held in our bedroom.)

Your discussion this evening, and events since our session have been to the point, and beneficial. [...]

(We were having the session in our bedroom for privacy. [...]

When Rebellers was published your attitude was a poor one, but it was drastically received by our friend, who could not understand it and felt then and there that you no longer loved him as you had. [...]

(Part of the creed involved Jane’s listing what bothered her—indeed, it would end up covering all essential points in our lives, and I hoped would act as a guide and reminder. [...] Which is another way of saying that we could accomplish our ends by perhaps slightly different methods.

[...] I have some personal remarks for you, and then since we are well embarked upon our chapter, and since it is late, I will let you go.

(And embodied in our “creed” that we are now working on...)

[...] He must of course make his own choice as to the extent to which he wants to commit himself to our work. [...]

[...] Tomorrow Jane calls the paper to place our ad about a house. We have made a list of important items to carry out as soon as possible re these sessions, our ideas, etc.

[...] They seemed to offer a unified theory to cover the years of our marriage, and even Jane’s childhood. [...]

(The data in the session sums up our discussions following the pendulum session. [...]

(I was quite surprised the other day when Jane told me that our two apartments were okay to her if she was a writer, but not all right for a psychic—especially one who was becoming well known and was visited by all kinds of people, etc. [...]