“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(3rd Question: Can you say something about wine or the wine house? “Liquor connection. A visit to a place where it is sold. A man here.” See the wine house data-interpretation on page 23. Remember also that while giving the data Jane had an image of Barbara’s boyfriend, Dick, wearing a brightly-colored sports jacket Jane saw him wearing today.

A wooded area. Vases. A distant connection with wine or a wine house. Printed matter, near the center. A date, perhaps June of this year. Also a connection with September. One six.

(“Can you say something about wine or the wine house?”

For your information I can taste the wine and fortunately I am not affected by the wine, although Ruburt may be. [...]

[...] —The wine is not as good as the brandy! [...]

[...] Peg and Bill Gallagher visited Jane at 11:00 last night, sneaking in through the emergency exit, Jane said, and left presents, including wine, for us. [...]

[...] Georgia got us some ice and we each had a glass of the wine the Gallaghers had left. [...]

[...] This room is saturated with my presence as if you had sprinkled it with that heady wine, aged wine. [...]

[...] My energy has been silent but potent in this room, like that bottle of wine that sits upon the table. [...]

[...] In an intimate gathering of close friends, if a few glasses of wine are drunk, and if Ruburt happens to then be increasingly aware of inner data, there is not anything out of the way in holding a session, if this happens only occasionally. Indeed a judicious (underline judicious) use of wine is somewhat beneficial, but never to be overdone, and this is very important.

Also here a word concerning wine, in connection with sessions.

[...] Since, however, he has noticed that occasionally, without touching a drop of wine during a given session, he nevertheless feels as if he had been indulging, so I would like to make a brief explanation.

(Two similarities between this time and last time: Although other people weren’t present as they were before, tonight Jane and I were discussing others; and I was also sipping wine [again my first small glass] like before.)

[...] …” She sipped wine and laughed. [...]

(“I was so aware of my body today,” she commented, “that I wondered if I’d be aware of it during the session, but all I remember is drinking wine — which is the kind of thing I usually remember.”

[...] Have some wine with me. [...]

[...] Now, give Ruburt back his wine, and I will tell you. [...]

[...] Do you want another sip of wine? [...]

(Jane’s pace was faster now, and her eyes had begun to open as she sipped some wine occasionally. [...]

[...] Now she put out her cigarette, took a sip of wine, and went into a pause lasting at least a minute.)

[...] She smoked and sipped at wine.

[...] After supper I got her iced wine—at her request—and started these notes while we waited to see what happened.

[...] Jane said at 9:16, after she’d sipped some wine. [...]

(I should add that our dear friends, Bill and Peg Gallagher, visited Jane rather late last night, and brought with them a bottle of wine which the three of them proceeded to drain. [...]

[...] Since the Bay of Pigs, they had kept a small pantry of stocked food, pure water in old wine jugs, candles, and a transistor radio. [...]

Now because of their knowledge and temperaments, they had already begun to play cards — to distract their conscious attention — and to drink wine to help reduce tension. [...]

(When Bill and Peg Gallagher arrived, about nine, I drank two cups of strong coffee, rather than the wine that everyone else drank; so it must have been 10:30 or so before I had a glass of wine. [...]

[...] We each had a glass of wine before starting. [...]

[...] Luckily there was a little wine left in one glass; as I finally became so hoarse I could hardly talk, I began to sip this, and it helped a great deal. [...]

[...] Occasionally Jane sipped some wine and smoked a cigarette.)

[...] She recalled a couple of cigarettes and a sip or two of wine, but these actions were “removed” from her.

I don’t recall any of this, but according to Rob I then got a cigarette and sipped a glass of wine. “If I could have a glass of wine with you and enjoy it, I would. [...]

(When Jane expressed a willingness to hold the session, she sipped a glass of wine while we waited for Seth to appear. [...]

[...] They open again within a couple of paragraphs, when she lights a cigarette and sips at a glass of wine. [...]

(Jane resumed in the same manner at 9:32, after sipping some wine. For the last two months or more she had gotten out of the habit of taking even the nominal glass or two of wine during a session.)

[...] She said that Seth had fooled her, that after drinking the wine and relaxing because of it during last break, she realized Seth wanted her to.

[...] The intensity traveled; now it was located in the blue wine decanter given to us by our friend Pete from San Diego, California.

[...] This head sat on our living room table across the room from the wine decanter. [...]

[...] There is an ingredient in wine that the blood can use at this point in its building process. [...]