“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I’d just gotten yesterday’s mail sorted out this morning when another, lesser batch arrived today, both from Prentice-Hall and independently.

[...] Jane started reading aloud yesterday’s session—and did very well indeed. [...]

[...] I said I hoped Seth would go into my question of yesterday, about not wanting my own suggestions for Jane’s improvement to come into conflict with her body’s own innate and spontaneous order of healing itself. [...]

(No session was held yesterday, Monday, but here is a summary of the day’s events, for December 26. [...]

[...] Jane started reading yesterday’s session, but didn’t do very well. [...]

[...] It should be noted that before today’s session, she read yesterday’s session very well, indeed — fast and easily.)

[...] Through this, eyes blurry off and on though some easier than, say, yesterday.

(At about 4 PM yesterday Jane called me out to the card table to show me the much improved movements she could make with her head: She rotated it more freely up and down and from side to side, her whole body participating somewhat as she sat in her chair. [...]

Now: he is to do the point of power exactly as he decided yesterday. [...]

[...] Realized yesterday also, going over old notes, that my original ‘cosmic consciousness’ (borrowed phrases again) experience was with The Physical Universe as Idea Construction which turned into and developed into the sessions and Seth Material; the natural, intuitive, and logical development; which to a large extent I relegated to the background and sometimes even distrusted. [...]

(Yesterday, Jane wrote for me, at my request, a few lines about Seth’s remark in last Saturday’s session, to the effect that she’s been picking up some unusual versions of perception lately. [...]

(Yesterday morning I took a call from Nancy Overton and Saul Cohen, who evidently will have the job of shepherding Jane’s work through Prentice-Hall, now that Tam has left. [...]

(Jane had been blue and depressed yesterday, and she was that way again when I got to 330 today. [...]

[...] When most of you begin this exercise it will almost seem as if you were a sleepwalker yesterday. The precise, fine alignment of senses with physical activity will seem simply lost; yet as you progress the details will become clear, and you will find that you can at least hold within your mind certain aspects of yesterdays reality while maintaining your hold in today.

In larger terms there are other entire lives, which for you are forgotten essentially as yesterday is. [...] They are as unconsciously a part of your present, and as connected with it, as yesterday is.

Think back to yesterday. [...]

I equate this with three events: a movie I saw on TV the night before last where Sean Connery sees through the god of his people after reading The Wizard of Oz; a Raggedy Ann doll Rob found in the yard and brought in that reminded me of my old Suzie; and a part of a review I read yesterday on a book about death. [...]

[...] After giving a few notes for Jane and me, Seth ended the session at 10:13 P.M. “I can’t remember the session now, but I think I covered everything I got from him yesterday and today,” Jane said.)

1. Yesterday Jane finished typing the final draft of Chapter 2 for God of Jane. All of her work on the book is still plastic, however. [...]

[...] I’d felt the urge to do the same thing yesterday, without going along with it, and had reacted the same way earlier today. [...]

[...] Ruburt hit on an idea yesterday, and forgot it: he mentally pretended that he was skiing. [...]

[...] Jane started reading yesterday’s session, but didn’t do very well. [...]

Yesterday and earlier today Jane had scribbled down notes she was picking up from Seth; she’d put them in the session notebook in case I had time to type them. [...]

[...] I felt filled and at the same time light, a resemblance to the way I felt when reading the poetry for the recorder, during the Father Trainor experiment yesterday. [...]

[...] She’d had no aftereffects either yesterday or today from her inadvertent semitrance state of last Monday. [...]

(We thought her desire has been triggered by a book a reader had mailed so that we received it yesterday—Magical Child, by Joseph Chilton Pierce, copyright 1977. [...] She had me dig out her notes for this idea yesterday —I believe before the mail, but am not sure. [...]

(I’m still typing yesterday afternoon’s session. [...]

[...] I explained that my idea was only to get more material on what Seth had begun yesterday—but that didn’t mean she couldn’t do material on other things too.