“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Either I heard my snoring actually increase in volume, or I focused upon it even more acutely. My idea wasn’t working, anyhow. I don’t know whether I would have eventually succeeded in taking off, for Jane now said to me: “Honey, you’re snoring. Turn over,” as she usually does when she gets tired of listening to me. I heard her clearly. I stopped snoring at once, but didn’t move. I don’t remember rejoining my physical body. Finally I nudged her, and with an effort told her something of what had transpired. She thought I sounded as though I was still in a trance.

You could have left the apartment indeed. The snoring was also, however, supposed to be a signal to Ruburt. You knew he would awaken you. This was the original motivation for it. If you did not like the experiment, you see, it would have been terminated. In the meantime, however, you were delighted, and decided upon the noise as a propellant, but Ruburt’s usual reaction to the snoring took place.

(It happened that I lay sleeping flat on my back with my arms down at my sides. My astral body was in the same approximate position, perhaps six inches above. My state was remarkably steady and pleasant: I felt awake, aware of what I was up to, and quite free and weightless. I heard myself snoring, without paying much attention to that fact — yet. I knew I wasn’t dreaming. I even remembered reading at various times that when projecting one knows the difference between that state and a dreaming one. This I could now attest to at firsthand. I was very pleased.

[...] I was also snoring. I could hear the snoring clearly and was amazed at the loudness of the sounds my body made. [...] Now I conceived the idea of using the sound of my snoring as an impetus to leave my body on the bed, while I went soaring off.

[...] I’d been waiting for his snoring to quiet down or hopefully, stop. [...] Now I’ll have to think twice before asking Rob to turn over if he’s snoring. [...]

The snoring was supposed to be a signal to Ruburt. [...] In the meantime, you became delighted and decided upon using the noise as propellant, but Ruburt’s usual reaction to the snoring took place.

(Now, in the midst of another long pause, her eyes closed, Jane began snoring: She was asleep—briefly. [...]

(I hurried to type the Seth portion of the session so that Jane could read it this evening—Wednesday—but from my writing room I can hear her snoring as she sleeps on the couch in the living room. [...]

Now, you are all ready and raring to go this evening and I expect some company this evening when you go to sleep and while your bodies lie so quietly in bed, unless you snore, I expect that there will be some unusual activity. [...]

[...] She’d soon wakened from that first delicious snoring.

[...] In fact, she was snoring before I could get back to sleep myself.

(Willy was sleeping — snoring, actually — on top of our old-fashioned TV set. [...]

[...] She said I snored so loudly that she had to turn the TV volume up in order to hear the programs. [...]

In dismay, I heard Rob snoring. [...]

[...] Then she began to gently snore: She was asleep, of course. [...]