“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

lord let me remember how it was
when i nudged my skin
against the touch of each new morning
and bounded through
the thick thought-forests
that stretched between dawn and noon,
when like magic my lunch was put before me.
lord let me remember how it was
when i was so new
that i thought i was part of the morning.

lord let me remember how it was
when i nuzzled the air in the morning
and thought i could wiggle a distant leaf
just as i moved my own ears and toes.
i thought that i caused rain to fall
just as the tears from my own eyes
wet my cheeks,
and that my thoughts turned into clouds
that circled the top of my head.

(A week or so ago Jane had invited the Lords, Cec and Jim, to the house for last Saturday evening. [...]

(I should add that we never did see Cec and Jim Lord last Saturday night. [...]

[...] There is a sort of similarity here, then, beside the ordinary synchronicity: for if we didn’t get to see the Lords at all, I didn’t get to talk to Curt much beyond saying hello and shaking hands. [...]

[...] Saturday Rob brought back Billy from the vet’s, and PM, the Lords visited. [...]

The Lord of Righteousness, so called, was such a person, but his over-zealous nature held him back.

[...] For some time the Lord of Righteousness tried to hide himself within the city. [...]

[...] You felt that she had taken your mother’s place in the affections of your father and she lorded her position over you. [...]

[...] With a name like Lord we shall, indeed, welcome her to the class. We have a Lord and a dean now so the atmosphere should, indeed, be very auspicious. [...]

[...] Baal — lord — was the name or title of a number of local deities of ancient Semitic peoples. [...]

[...] I refer to the Cec Lord event and the man calling the other evening.

(“Oh, Lord,” I said, joking. [...]

Peter three times denied the Lord (Matthew 26), saying he did not know him, because he recognized that that person was not Christ.

(Last Saturday Jane and I visited Cec and Jim Lord, at their trailer home in Westover Hills, Pine Valley. [...]

The lord be with you in your travels.

[...] You felt that she had taken your mother’s place in the affections of your father, and she lorded her position over you. [...]

[...] There would be feudal lords, therefore, not seeresses. [...]

[...] Many of these speak of lords or gods of the realm, or of demons. [...]

[...] You are an old feudal lord, and the company is your territory. [...]

I learned about the Lord of Righteousness from a cousin of his named Sheraba —

Instead of telling you that you take an airplane from a certain airport at a certain time for a particular earthly destination, leaving one latitude and longitude and arriving at another set; instead of telling you that you leave your country for another ruled by a dictator, or a president, or by anarchy, they will tell you that you leave this astral plane for any one of a number of others, ruled as the case may be by lords or masters, gods and goddesses. [...]

A friend, Jim Lord, realizes how helpful dreams can be, because one literally saved his life. [...]