“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(The article led me to wonder why we behaved as we did, as a species, with seemingly little change throughout recorded history; I wondered what purposes, what real sense, lay behind our attitudes and actions, etc; Jane and I had a little discussion about it.

[...] She’d described it when I reached 330, but for some reason I hadn’t made any notes about it for this record. [...]

Now I expect your joint and individual exuberance to spread in all areas of your life now—freely—but you must begin those lists and you must take what I have said this afternoon to heart, not bury it in the records.

(This session is deleted from the record.

[...] Jane is involved in writing notes of her own — she’s had three dream visits to what certainly seemed to be probable realities, and is describing those in her own records.)

I guess we might have set some kind of a record. [...]

[...] “You think it’s necessary to take all these records, don’t you?” he demanded.

[...] Records will be found.

[...] He gave me his notes to put into the record. [...]

[...] Of course 1730 is still a large part of my life, as it is of Laurel’s, even while we use it for storage of all of the treasures it still contains: many of my paintings, files stuffed with records that are destined for the collection at Yale University Library, Laurel’s books and mine, and her records and possessions—all of those intimate signs of life that now seem suspended in our creations of space/time. [...]

[...] How unusual, I thought as I recorded the sessions in my homemade shorthand, that the conflicts displayed between the two main portions of her immensely creative personality were so open, even while she had the potential to help so many others. [...]

[...] Often they helped greatly, as the record will show in my attempt to publish all of the Seth material. [...]

[...] Yes, I chose to be creatively involved (as I still am, obviously) for my own intuitive reasons—not only as an intensely interested observer and recorder, but as an artist too. [...]

Ruburt’s predictions and his dream records will again improve. [...]

[...] I wondered how often such a clear-cut dialogue or exchange was on record as having taken place between such various portions of the self. [...]

The evidence of much of the writing, the records and so forth, vanished, for some of these civilizations did indeed have paper, of a kind, and printing presses of a kind. [...]

(This session is deleted from the record.

These may not even be recorded consciously, but in many cases they are, and are then forgotten. [...]

[...] A few weeks ago Seth gave a recorded session for the woman at the request of a member of Jane’s ESP class. [...]

[...] At first she tried to do it as best she could through writing: Painfully, holding her pen awkwardly, she spent over an hour recording the first four paragraphs—even then, after checking our records, I added to her work material about dates and sequences.)

[...] At times she used her recorder in an effort to compensate for her lack of writing ability, but this left us with the prospect of finding the time to transcribe the tapes—and so far we haven’t done so. [...]

[...] At first glance it might be taken either for June or July, but from other records we keep we were able to verify to our satisfaction that Barbara mailed the card to us in July 1966.

[...] But from other records we have we have determined that Barbara mailed us the card on July 12, rather than June.

[...] She recorded her brief song in a sad, low-pitched, quavering voice that was like none I’d heard her use before. [...]

(Pause at 8:05.) My 82 pounds of flesh were hauled, dragged, pulled, and stretched by good-natured but often impatient strangers—nurses and orderlies and aides—and the most private of my physical processes became a matter of public record. [...]

[...] Ruburt objected enough to refuse to do a series like the Cayce books, but tried to compromise with the Dream/Seth book, which also involved him with the typing of records. [...]

(A few notes for the record: Bill Macdonnel returned to Elmira over the holidays to visit his parents. [...]

[...] The matter of Yale led him in his own way to think of his work as if it were to be an institution, every word recorded, so that you only wrote down what you wanted other people to know—and therefore somewhat discouraged spontaneity of expression. [...]

(Jane has her own records of the preliminary data. [...]