“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Resentment had a lot to do with Ruburt’s banging around. [...] If you intend to stay where you are for any amount of time, then you would do well to get the most out of your establishment, and the enlargement being contemplated would be very beneficial.

(She said she also had the feeling the quality of this material had something to do with psychological time, yet in a way that had nothing to do with gaining time. [...]

[...] Her desk and books do not take up much room. [...]

[...] The solution hit upon is an excellent one, and I had nothing to do with it, having decided that I was much safer if I left such decisions to you from now on. [...]

[...] If they want to find you, where do they look? Where do they find your identity as apart from their own? Where do they draw the lines of identity? And where do their ‘thoughts’ break off so that they cannot follow, and yet they follow?

[...] I do not feel invaded by the selves or identities that compose me, nor do they feel invaded by me — any more than the trees, rocks, and grass would resent the mountain shape (intently) into which they have grown.

[...] For that matter (amused), if you will forgive me for that old pun, the atoms and molecules that form the table today did not have anything to do with the table five years ago — though the table appeared the same then as now.

[...] It may grow, develop or expand, change alliances or organizations, and it does combine with others even as cells do. [...]

[...] That Seth was right: The body was perfectly willing to move, and knew how to do so, if it was allowed to do so. [...]

[...] “But I can’t do it yet,” she said, “so I’ll try to forget about it.” [...]

[...] “When I do that, that’s when the right foot wants to, too, and that’s when it starts hurting. [...]

[...] All of the body is being activated—and again, improvements are occurring also that have not yet showed themselves but will soon be doing so. [...]

(I never really know what to do about such offers, and have answered several such lately. [...]

[...] 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.

[...] This after I’d realized she was indeed doing very well reading.

[...] (Pause.) If any of you, my readers, are in poor health, or generally unhappy, no one is asking you to pretend that those conditions do not exist. [...]

You do not understand the dimensions into which your thoughts drop, for they continue their own existence, and others look up to them and view them like stars. Now I am telling you that your own dreams and thoughts and mental actions appear to the inhabitants of other systems like the stars and planets within your own; and those inhabitants do not perceive what lies within and behind the stars in their own heavens.

[...] I do not want to overdo Ruburt’s resources. Nor do I want to keep you strapped to the typewriter for three weeks. [...]

[...] The three-dimensional system is like a shadow of realities that you do not perceive. [...]

[...] As your own universe was formed by entities that you do not presently understand, so the discards of your own consciousness form realities for entities that are scarcely aware of your existence.

There are so many things you do not understand that I hope to explain to you. There are other things you do not understand that I cannot explain to you, simply because they would be too alien now for your regular mode of thought….

I do not believe you will have any saucer landings for quite awhile, not physical landings in the usual sense of the word. [...]

What they do is take quick glimpses of your plane — and hold in mind that the saucer or cigar shape [often] seen on your planet is a bastard form having little relation to the structure as it is at home base.

Planes can and do intermix without the knowledge of the inhabitants of the particular planes involved. [...]

[...] The poor man must struggle to get ahead, even if that means doing so at the expense of his neighbors, while saving his soul at the same time —a tricky, difficult venture indeed.

Where do your thoughts come from—your thoughts, that is? [...]

If you do not have questions I will end the session.

(“Do you want to say something about my dream, in which I get shot?”)

[...] I do not suggest, you see, that he do this on purpose daily, lest it develop psychologically into a self-sacrificial ritual. [...]

I do not mean to discourage the personality in his laudable interest in unseen reality. I do want to caution him that first steps must be taken first if his inner goals in this direction are ever to be achieved, without unnecessary difficulties for the ego.

I do not speak here of acquaintances who do not understand the importance of psychic investigation. [...]

It is reasonable, logical and even necessary at this time that you do not parade yourselves, giving sessions as one would put on a vaudeville act. [...]

[...] I am willing at any time to render whatever services I can so render, but I do not walk ghostily through your rooms; and most certainly I do not peek through the windows.

[...] If you do not speak out then indeed I am not to blame—

[...] I do not flap my wings. [...]

[...] If I am invited to comment, then I do.

(From the 33rd session for March 9, 1964:) I do not bring about the trance state in the manner of which you [Joseph] are speaking. [...] This certainly does involve a looking inward on his part, but it is not self-hypnosis in usual terms — merely a focusing upon an objective inner stimulus … Any such signs (as the powerful, deeper Seth voice) involve camouflage patterns, and do not actually represent direct experience. [...] Furthermore, in your terms I do not have a voice. [...]

[...] Therefore, I do not need to adopt a past ego [of my own]. [...] This connecting framework does some of the translating for me that a reassembled ego would do. [...] Occasionally [in your tests] I do impress him directly, telepathically (see Note 19), with a concept. [...]

[...] This does not mean that I do not have my own reality, for I do, but in my relationship with you and Ruburt, and with your world, I do take certain characteristics that come from each of your realities.

[...] Also you end up short-changed: You give up your precious moment in the present, but you do not have a complete (my emphasis) moment in the past to show for it … When I refer back to myself, I do not expend an identical moment of time in doing so.”

(Pause.) These sessions themselves involve the highest levels of creative productivity, at many, many levels, so he should refresh himself painting or doing whatever he likes, for that refreshment adds to his creativity, of course. He will finish his book (God of Jane), and do beautifully with it. [...]

[...] He has been doing very well, and he tried to approve, but since he lost work time yesterday his approval barely went skin deep (louder).

[...] Anyhow the vacuum represents my work as a tool—I give the vacuum but people have to pick up their own dirt; I don’t have to do it for them. I may have picked up a feeling of responsibility to do just that, back when we knew Gridley.... [...]

[...] If he wanted his room vacuumed he should do it himself. [...]

[...] We have studied your reply to some extent—not as much as we would like—and intend to do more with it. [...]

[...] If we ever meet we could ask you a lot of questions, but we have learned it’s tough to do much of a job by letter, so we’ll content ourselves with what’s been said above.

[...] By the way, we have been so busy we haven’t written to her, either, lately—and we sincerely hope that she is doing well.

[...] Her stress relieved itself to some degree today as the hours passed, although she was still quite uncomfortable, still unable to walk as much as she had been doing recently. [...]

[...] I tried writing it down so that I could read it to Jane: “Why did the personality adopt a course of action—being out of condition, say—that eventually came to assume such proportions in life that the focus upon it equaled, or even surpassed, the hours spent in the creative actions of writing that the personality said it wanted to do each day above everything else?”

(The above isn’t an accurate definition of what the insight was about, and I do think it was a valid one; it may be as good as I could get it in discrete words, I told Jane after I’d read it to her. [...]

[...] Such people do not want publicity, for someone might find their address and rob their valuables—those that remain at home.

[...] I do know that Jane has the abilities to perform all of those activities, and this almost idle realization recently may have triggered the more concrete question.

[...] She hasn’t walked a great deal lately, but our emphasis is now on trusting the body’s own wisdom as to when it wants to perform, and what it wants to do. [...]

[...] If you do not have a job you are lazy—so that work becomes of course a virtue, as well as, usually, a necessity.

[...] He should do a follow-up on it. [...]

[...] I also felt that Jane’s destiny was in her own hands, and that nothing anyone else was going to do would change that. [...]

[...] “I do not know whether she hated me or not. [...]

(Wouldn’t you know it — at a time like this Carla came in to do Jane’s vitals. [...]

(Carla hadn’t been gone a minute when another nurse came in, and said she’d do Jane’s ears a little later. [...]

[...] Yet through the books you obtain followers, though you say you do not want followers. Of course you do, to a certain extent. You do not want blind followers, as once you had them, but you do want to create your own kind of inner civilization, and you are.

[...] You do not go to them. Nor do you set up a school for fools—again, according to your beliefs and concepts.

You simply decided to know what you were doing this time, and an over-conscientiousness on both of your parts led you to rein in your joint spontaneity.

[...] On other occasions, when he improved, you began with a variety of assorted symptoms of your own, as if to say “One of us must do it,” and he would think “Well, I had better keep things as they are. [...]

[...] This is the Irish grandmother, the mother, and the neighborhood shouting: Jane, do not run. [...]

[...] This has something to do with the mother’s talking to the child about the father. [...]

[...] This also has something to do with this.

[...] The overly conscientious self however is also the teacher, and in the classes the two elements do to some extent combine with some overall benefit. [...]

[...] In so doing he contributes to a different kind of balance, of which he is usually unaware. But no man truly acts out of the pure intent to do wrong, or to be vicious. [...]

[...] You are meant to deal with your immediate, primary experience, and in so doing you take care of your responsibility. [...] You do not have to be ignorant of wars in other corners of the world, or close your eyes. [...]

[...] What can we do with it? [...]

[...] I do not personally know why anyone would collect the worst works of any artist, and get pleasure in ripping them apart. [...]

[...] I spoke plainly in our recorded session, nor do I regret so doing. [...]

[...] I do not necessarily stand on ceremony, but I do feel that some friendly discussion would be seeming under the circumstances.

Using such a procedure in each session will do much to eliminate Ruburt’s uneasiness and to build his confidence. [...] In some manner perhaps in the future we can do something to build in an emotional impetus of some sort, as it will be conducive to success.

[...] I do not set them as conditions. [...]