“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I read yesterday afternoon’s session to Jane this morning. As we’d discussed last evening, we decided to try for another session this morning, possibly to get more specific material on some of the questions I’d raised in the notes for yesterday’s session. [...]

You both did extremely well yesterday—not calling Kardon, and sidestepping what could have been another highly charged experience. [...]

(Jane had read my summary of yesterday’s events, holding the pages up with both hands in what already seems like a more normal way for her—as if she’d been doing so all along. [...] When LuAnn was in she replaced the new nose patch that Georgia had put on to replace the one Phyllis had put on yesterday—the first one had been too big, the second too small, the third one was just right.

[...] She began to read yesterday’s session while I did mail, and once again she started out holding the papers on the left side with her left hand. [...]

[...] Jane wanted to have a session because she missed out yesterday, so she had a quick cigarette while I looked over the mail—little of which I worked on today.)

[...] She tried reading yesterday’s session, but got only halfway down the first page, so I read it all to her. [...]

[...] Neighbor John Bumbalo took delivery of the package yesterday afternoon while I was at the hospital, and brought it over as soon as he saw me drive into the garage. [...]

[...] She started reading yesterday’s session, and did fairly well. [...]

[...] Two big batches of new letters had arrived yesterday, just when I’d thought I was getting caught up. [...]

[...] We heard Christine, the 90-year-old Russian lady, calling out as she had yesterday. [...]

[...] Jane began reading yesterday’s session, getting through it much more slowly than she did yesterday. [...]

(This little session came about in the same way yesterday’s had, and in it Jane—”Seth”? [...]

These are recommendations given yesterday, of course, but their life-giving qualities can be taken advantage of now. [...]

(As she ate lunch I also noticed that Jane’s index finger on her left hand is moving even more at the first joint, as I described yesterday. [...]

[...] Jane started reading yesterday’s session, and did fairly well, with some hesitation and pauses. [...]

(I also rubbed the Rescue Remedy Cream on the knuckles of Jane’s right hand, as I’d done yesterday. [...]

[...] Yesterday Frank had told me that it wouldn’t be as easy to see Jean now that it was a 15-hour drive instead of just running down to Washington DC.

[...] Jane began reading yesterday’s session, but couldn’t do it. [...]

Your dream was triggered specifically by Frank’s visit (yesterday noon), and his discussion about his daughter, Jean.

[...] Jane began reading yesterday’s session. [...] She has taken in considerably more liquid, yesterday and today, and the urine looked much better as a result, staff said.

[...] She wasn’t worried about her temperature, especially after yesterday’s session. [...]

[...] Yesterday Jane felt very uncomfortable as she sat in her chair on the water cushion. [...]

[...] She was most uncomfortable sitting in the pool of moisture yesterday, and couldn’t keep that up since she spends so much time sitting—to begin with. [...]

[...] After a minor snow storm yesterday afternoon and last night, I’d shoveled the driveway late last night and early this morning. [...]

[...] When she looked into the mirror she smiled briefly, and showed her teeth — a lot better than yesterday, when we didn’t do it at all.

[...] Jane began reading yesterday’s session, and did quite well. [...]

[...] The reasons were obvious, I thought: This morning she’d awakened with her neck, back, and so forth in a very rigid state—so I wanted to know what had happened yesterday, or recently, to bring about this state of affairs when we’d thought we were making at least a modest kind of progress. [...]

Now: I know what I want to say, but sometimes with you two it is difficult to know the best starting place, so we will begin thusly—dealing with yesterday and the details you wanted. [...]

Now yesterday Ruburt told Frank that he would see him every other week, and he told a white lie to cover the real reason. [...]

[...] We discussed yesterday’s session. [...] Jane seemed to agree with the thesis that basically a deep fear is in back of her troubles, and we went over some of the same ground we’d covered yesterday. [...]

(Yesterday I’d mentioned to Jane that I hope Seth, in his current book, will go into the real relationship between wellness and disease. [...]

[...] I told her that Orlene Gladston had called me from California this morning, to wish us a Merry Christmas and ask about Jane’s condition, and that my brother Loren, who at 63 is a year younger than I am, had called yesterday for the same reason. [...]

[...] Yesterday I read in the Enquirer that such itching can be caused by shampoos, so I’m going to do some experimenting. [...]

[...] After a cigarette, and my doing some mail, Jane started reading yesterday’s long session, which I’d finished typing at about 10:30 last night. [...]

[...] Although her eyes looked better, she couldn’t make out faces on TV at times, and later couldn’t read yesterday’s session at all. [...]

[...] I read Jane yesterday’s session. [...]

(Frank Longwell visited yesterday noon. During one of our discussions yesterday, also, I mentioned to Jane some of my own ideas about the power of the Sinful Self, according to Seth’s material. [...]

[...] I should add that she stayed up all day yesterday, for the first time in many days. [...]

(“Only about that discussion we had yesterday, about the power of the Sinful Self to cause such physical reactions—”)

[...] Her blood pressure never was taken yesterday. She had lots to tell me, and acted much better than she had yesterday. [...]

(It’s hardly a coincidence, then, that one of the questions I had for Seth today, and had added to yesterday’s session, concerned her right leg and why she wasn’t straightening it out. [...]

[...] At 3:15 she began reading yesterday’s session, and did well, her best in some days. [...]

(Yesterday afternoon and evening, May 20, we had as guests Reverend James Crosson and his wife; they visited us at the end of a lecture tour that had taken them from their new home in Florida to their summer camp in the Berkshires. [...]

(Yesterday was ESP class night, so the Reverend attended class; a session was held during class, which was recorded; when received a copy will be added to these records. [...]

[...] Yesterday’s meeting will have some beneficial results.

[...] Then I told her to read yesterday’s session as I held it for her. [...]

(Her panic didn’t last nearly as long as it had yesterday, and I hoped her continued experience of it would lead to its dissipation. [...]

[...] At 3:15 Jane started reading yesterday’s session. She did pretty well — better than she had yesterday. [...]