“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(“In any case the corners seem to have been connected to something else—something dark, I believe.” The object was of course the top sheet on the pad, which I tore off after making out the list. There is no dark particularly connected here however; the gum binding on the pad is a middle blue, and the pad is backed up with cardboard of the usual middle value gray.

(The 78th envelope object was a shopping list I had written out earlier today for Jane, but which Jane did not see. On a sheet of white paper torn from a pad, same color ink as the tracing on page 189, folded as indicated, placed between two pieces of Bristol and then sealed in double envelopes. Results were not particularly good. See Jane’s supplementary list, this page also.)

(See the tracing on page 189. The envelope object was a shopping list I made out with the intention of giving it to Jane earlier today, but did not do so. She never saw it before the test. It was written in a dark pen on white paper torn from a pad the same size, and was folded once before insertion into the double envelopes. The back was blank.

(“Perhaps the object has been in a book or album.” The object was not in a book, but had been part of a book or pad of paper in that sense.

[...] She was carrying a large sketch pad, perhaps a 22-by-30-inch size. One would expect the pages of the pad to be white, ready for drawing. Instead, as Mary lifted the cover of the pad, holding the pad out for Jane and me to see, we saw that the top page was covered by a lovely large floral pattern of leaves and flowers, as one might see on bedsheets these days. I examined several pages of Mary’s pad and saw that all of them were covered by the same design, in reds and greens, etc. The pattern made the pages of the pad quite useless for their ordinary purpose. [...]

[...] The transposition of the flowered designs of bedsheets to sheets of paper is great; Rob chose a sketch pad rather than, say, typing paper, I think, because painting is his art while Mary’s is writing. [...] Maybe by using his own art symbol, the sketch pad instead of the typing paper, Rob reinforced the idea of Mary’s conflicts about the nature of her own work.

(At this time Jane cannot recall if Gladys Austin’s memo pad is part of such a calendar arrangement. She remembers a lot of papers on Gladys Austin’s desk, with the memo pad among them, but paid no particular attention to it.

(The memo pad slip used as the 80th envelope object is printed in a dark chocolate brown on a paper that is a rather bright orange brown of middle value. [...]

[...] She thought at first that the object might also come from such an arrangement; upon close examination, however, we can only tell that the object came from a pad that was bound at the top of the page; the edge there is slightly roughened, as though torn loose.

(The calendar data would be another reference to the memo pad and calendar idea explained earlier. [...]

[...] Then she told me to get out my pad and pen. [...]

(“Better get your pad ready.”)

(The supper tray sat on the bed table, so after getting my pad and pen ready I leaned on top of the tray and wrote that way:)

A torn page of a pad or notebook, with numbers written on it, either for the Jesuit (Bill) or in his handwriting.

[...] But this time, she thought, she’d been alert: When she realized that the material was “running through her,” as she often puts it [meaning she isn’t aware of Seth’s presence], she sat up, turned on a night light, and began to record the data on the pad she keeps on her bedside table. [...]

Do not think first, “Is this a true word?” Use the word as a launching pad to experience. [...]

[...] I just had time to write the time on my pad. [...]

[...] Warm salt pads applied to the extremities would be a benefit and also on the fourth vertebra. [...]

[...] At 4:00 Jane told me to get out my pad in case Seth came through. [...]

(Then at 4:40 Jane told me to get the pad out. [...]

[...] Then as soon as she’d finished yesterday’s session, she told me to get my pad ready. [...]

(Returning home from a drive on Sunday, we were surprised to see Miss Callahan and her companion sitting on the front porch; this was something we had never seen her do in the four years we have lived here; Jane said that Miss Callahan appeared to be very restless, and that the last time she had visited her Miss Callahan had doodled and written constantly on a pad without seeming to be aware that she was doing so.

The moments will reoccur, as Ruburt noticed Miss Callahan doodled upon a pad without any conscious knowledge of so doing, and without knowledge of what was written. [...]

[...] Then a little later she told me to turn down the TV and get out my pad. [...]

[...] There are articles of furniture upon which to rest your pad. [...]

Rob took his pad over to the high old-fashioned TV set we had then. [...]

[...] There are articles of furniture upon which you can rest your pad. [...]

(I took my pad over to our high, old-fashioned TV set. [...]

(Thursday, May 7, 2:45 PM: Barely visible behind a light veil, I had an impression of an upright rectangular pad covered with formal groupings of figures, as a calendar or statistics might appear. [...] An automatic pencil lay beside the pad. [...]

[...] Yet at the same time she sat stiffly forward, her body canted to her left; she didn’t look comfortable, and she decided to try the foam rubber pads beneath her thighs, a move that sometimes “helps relieve the pressure on those [pelvic] bones back there, and keeps me from feeling that I’m falling forward. [...]

[...] The last few days he forgot to put his corn pad on (smile), with no resulting difficulty—another improvement he should notice. [...]