“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Seth probably refers here to a letter Jane received today from a fan in Ohio, who enclosed a copy of a letter he wrote defending her to Jacques Vallee, who evidently had mentioned Jane in one of his books. [...]

[...] Among them was one from a Dan Curtis production company, who wants to option her life story for a possible movie for television. [...]

[...] I do not want to overemphasize this either, but they will offer alternatives to more and more people who are caught between the growing fervor of fundamentalism, that comes about with the disenchantment with science. [...]

(Pause.) Painting should be enough, you may think sometimes, but you chose to be the kind of person who wanted to explore the greater reaches of reality, from which art itself emerges. [...]

(Witnesses were Peter Murtough, who arrived Monday, July 24, from Chula Vista, CA, and Bill and Peggy Gallagher. [...]

My heartiest welcome to our young friend, and to our late-coming Jesuit (Bill Gallagher, who arrived just as the session began), and of course, our cat lover (Peg).

Those who search for truths must search wholeheartedly, or they find only half-truths, and some half-truths are as dangerous as lies. [...]

[...] Who was leader of army? [...]

[...] (Long pause.) Almost anyone can name a family member or friend who died 30 or 40 years ago of a disease that is now completely conquered. [...]

[...] You cannot know for sure what happened to those people who wanted to die. [...]

[...] A man or woman who is ready to die, if saved from one disease will promptly get another, or find a way of fulfilling that desire. [...]

[...] The complete physician would be an individual, (male or female), who was in superb health, and therefore understood himself the particular dynamics that operate between spiritual vitality and physical well-being. [...]

[...] At another, a man who dealt with moneylending, and who somehow made this into a creative endeavor.

[...] If he were out helping others, then who will mind the store? [...]

He realizes—and will more so—he realizes that the inner self need not be so heavily guarded, that his identity will not escape from him like a dog who leaves the leash.

[...] A member of a monastic group (Jane leaned forward) who classified and collected various kinds of seeds. [...]

[...] And may I ask you (Brad) in all seriousness, dear friend, who—who do you think you are to refuse to use the strength which has been given to you. [...] In a million universes, who am I that I should grow and develop?” It uses its abilities spontaneously and with joy. [...]

[...] But if I did not speak severely to you, then who would? [...]

[...] You also have the responsibility to discover who and what you are. [...]

[...] And it is natural to look inward—it is only you who have set up these barriers and now find it so difficult to break them. [...]

Many children, for that matter, who are regarded as retarded by their teachers, are instead highly gifted. The same also applies to disruptive children, who are overactive and put on drugs. [...] Autistic children, in many cases, now, are those who have picked up the idea that the world is so unsafe that it is better not to communicate with it at all, as long as their demands or needs are being met. [...]

(My questions had been rearoused because of an article I’d read a few days ago in a scientific journal; in their piece the authors explained that a certain significant percentage of women can develop cervical cancer from contact with a virus carried by the sperm of males who haven’t had vasectomies — or who haven’t been sterilized, in other words. [...]

[...] After all, I said, man is but one species who creates his perception of the living earth in concert with nearly innumerable other species — and each other species does the same thing from its viewpoint. [...]

Any scientist who believes that life has no meaning has simply provided himself with what he thinks of as an unfailing support against life’s vicissitudes. [...]

The information was not to be given to “born believers,” but to intelligent people, and to a “medium” who questioned it, not only for himself but for all those given to the same kind of questioning. As Ruburt grows to understand, therefore, and as he continues to develop, he triumphs not only for himself but for all those who follow his ventures. And yet we wanted a balance also, and so you stand as a man who intuitively recognized the value of inner information and the importance of the material, even though you were unacquainted with such ideas.

[...] Had Ruburt not been available, the material would have been given to a Speaker, living in your terms, who was also involved in the creative field.

(On February 17, 1964 our neighbor Miss Florence Callahan who lived in the front apartment on the same floor as Jane and I, was taken to the hospital suffering from arteriosclerosis. [...]

(On Wednesday, May 13, Miss Callahan’s relatives asked Jane if we could move Miss Callahan’s blue divan into our apartment, and in its place let them take a hide-away bed we had in storage; this bed to be used for a nurse who was to live with Miss Callahan when she was brought home from the Town House. [...]

[...] After much discussion we decided to offer the divan to our neighbor across the hall, Leonard Yaudes, who needed one in good condition. [...]

[...] As it was, although I told Jane it was up to her as to whether we kept it or not, it was actually Jane who offered it to Leonard. [...]

Often, of course, those who try the hardest to be “good” do so because they fear for their basic worth, and those who speak of having youthful minds and bodies do so because they are so terrified of age. In the same way, many who shout about independence are afraid that they are basically helpless. [...]

She told Ruburt that she felt herself to be an inferior person, unable to cope, an individual who was not able to hold her own with her co-workers or the world at large.

She had wanted to leave her job for another one but was afraid of taking the step, so she created circumstances in which the decision was seemingly taken out of her hands; it would appear as if she were the victim of unfeeling co-workers, jealous and misunderstanding, and a boss who would not stand up for her.

In her thirties, it seems to her that youth is fast fleeing, and in line with her beliefs she cannot see a woman who is much older being desirable. [...]

[...] I simply went into trance twice a week, spoke in a “mediumistic” capacity for Seth, or as Seth, and dictated the words to my husband, Robert Butts, who wrote them down.

[...] Sumari refers to a “family” of consciousnesses who share certain overall characteristics. [...]

[...] (These are also translated later.) Seth defines the Speakers as teachers, both physical and nonphysical, who constantly interpret and communicate inner knowledge through the ages. [...]

[...] I believe that it is a part of our human heritage, accessible to some extent to any person who explores the inner dimensions of the mind.

(“Who is her husband?”)

(“Who or what would we contact?”)

(“Who?”)

[...] Who will publish it?”)

For now we will speak of children who possess ordinary good health, but who may also have some of the usual childhood “diseases.” [...]

[...] I did a few letters, thanking people who have contributed to Jane’s hospital fund. [...]

Parents who are aware of these facts can start helping their children at an early age by asking them simply the reasons for their illness. [...]

Ruburt (Jane) today received a letter from a man who would certainly be labeled a schizophrenic. [...]

[...] (With some irony:) It would not be entirely out of keeping, though somewhat exaggerated a statement, to claim that men who stockpile nuclear weapons in order to preserve peace are insane. [...]

(9:23.) In the case of the man who wrote Ruburt, we have a mixture of those characteristics in which interior events—the events of the imagination—cast too strong a light upon physical events as far as the socially accepted blend is concerned. [...]

The man who wrote wants to live largely in his own world. [...]

[...] As I went through a double revolving door I caught a glimpse of a young man, say in his mid-twenties, who was an exact duplicate of my own son, who I knew was not in the mall, but was away on business of some kind. [...]

[...] Also, for someone who wasn’t sure they wanted to hold a session to begin with, Jane’s delivery was excellent — usually fast and quite emphatic throughout.)

[...] For someone who hadn’t known whether they wanted a session, she’d done very well, with her delivery being often fast and emphatic. [...]

[...] Either way, she finds out through much detective work that a whole series of mixups had occurred in the hospital that day — that in the Elmira area there are several sets of parents who have been raising the wrong children all these years. [...]

[...] Yet expressed they will be; and so in the interview Augustus One — who we will now simply call Augustus — at one moment came through with his gigantic belligerence, staring at Ruburt and telling him that he could annihilate anyone who hurt him. [...]

(Pause at 11:00.) Augustus said, “My friend killed a neighbor of mine who was against me by giving him pneumonia. [...] His own personality, however, is left to handle the definitely unsavory characteristics of an Augustus Two who is no longer personified.

(In Monday’s session Seth had started a discussion of Jane’s recent visitor, “Augustus,” who had shown definite signs of a subordinate or secondary personality. [...]

(Slowly:) The part of Augustus who felt powerful and alien became personified. [...]

Those who understand thoroughly that reality is self-created will have least difficulty. Those who have learned to understand and operate in the mechanics of the dream state will have great advantage. [...]

Such a quick return, however, can also be taken by a personality who is charged with a great purpose, who disregards or discards an old physical body, and is reborn almost immediately into a new one in order to finish an important and necessary project already begun.

There are some individuals who have never experienced during physical life that sense of harmony and oneness in which such opposing factors merge. [...]

As you form your physical existence individually and collectively, so after the time of choosing, you join others who have decided upon the same general kind of experience. [...]

(The specialist, actually the man who keeps the house in good running order for the landlord, is a personal friend of his. [...]

(The session was held this evening with the chance that it might be interrupted. One of the tenants in the house had finally located a man with a plow, who was due to clear the area at 9 PM this evening. [...]

[...] Our landlord is a complex and generous man who has lowered our rent and the rent of some of the other tenants over the last few years.

(Joe Cernohorsky is the specialist mentioned on page 248, the man who keeps the apartment house we live in, in running order for the landlord. [...]

I think now of a woman who is eager, who intends you no harm, but who could convince herself that she was not harming you one iota while she stabbed you in the back.

[...] Those who cry when they hurt a flea come close... Those who appreciate the consciousness in every rock, tree, bird... [...]

[...] I did not know who it represented consciously; merely that I had a very clear mental image of a face and figure to paint. [...]

You are part of God in that you are part of the consciousness that is, but you are not apart from a god who looks down on you and speaks... [...]

[...] Call R. who I believe to be in writing room. [...]

Sleep great rest of night till near morning when I believe I had a session last night for the couple who visited and I am aware of some feelings about the sessions that have angered me since the beginning. [...]

[...] You have in your history then a male god of power and vengeance, who killed your enemies for you. You have a prejudiced god, who will for example slay the Egyptians on behalf of the Jews to retaliate against previous Egyptian cruelty. [...]

[...] Though he conveniently forgot [Edgar] Cayce, for example, who was a trance master. [...]

[...] Much of this is involved with the unfortunate myths about this creative person, who is not supposed to be able to deal with the world as well as others, whose idiosyncrasies are exaggerated, and whose very creativity, it is sometimes said, leads to suicide or destruction. [...]

[...] (Pause.) It was a state when the species became aware of its own thoughts as its own thoughts, and became conscious of the self who thinks. [...]