“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] It is you who have made the dream too vivid. [...]

[...] The man who killed him believes he has killed a man, and ended consciousness forever and blotted out for eternity something that existed for a very brief time. [...]

(Last Saturday evening Jane and I met here at the hill house with a group of people who used to attend Jane’s old ESP class. One of those former students, who now lives out of town, had a rather heavy cold—and now I think that for the first time in many years we too may be developing colds. [...]

(Yesterday, 6/16, Jane and I bid a last farewell to Dee Masters and her husband, who left for a resort in Vermont for the summer. [...]

[...] I also see a sort of trouble in September for a woman neighbor, who lives three doors down the street from him.

[...] On this map he indicated the location of each house, and it developed that there were two families with two children who lived three doors from him. [...]

[...] You have an acquaintance, from Ruburt I believe the name is Gallagher, who should prove a good influence. [...]

In their own ways, these are heroes representing the detective who is out to protect good against evil, to set things right. Now these characters exist more vividly in the minds of television viewers than the actors do who play those roles. [...]

[...] (As one correspondent wrote us: “Seth is also a Hebrew name meaning ‘appointed’ — i.e., the appointed one.”) However, some very early priestly genealogies omit Cain and Abel, and consider Seth as the oldest son of Adam; in the second century A.D., for instance, the Sethites, who were members of a little-known Gnostic sect, thought of Seth, the son of Adam, as the Messiah. Seth also shows up in writings of the ancient occult religious philosophy, the cabala, which was originated by certain Jewish rabbis who sought to interpret the scriptures through numerical values; the soul of Seth is seen as infusing Moses; he was to reappear as the Messiah….

For example: Say that you have a certain Wilford Jones, who is a character in one of the soap operas. [...]

[...] People who profess belief in God often are so... [...]

(Humorously:) I am not the one who needs to comment on it—

[...] Jane got herself back into position across the coffee table from me while I described what I’d learned lately about Cro-Magnon man, who had lived in Europe some 35,000 years ago. [...]

You will end up with, if all goes well, a kind of “new” illuminated consciousness, an intellect who realizes that the source of its own light is not itself, but comes from the spontaneous power that provides the fuel for its thoughts.

[...] She’s sent Helper on journeys to many who have requested aid of various kinds. [...]

[...] But those in position within healing professions have great authority, and any suggestions that they may make for good or ill are granted almost mystical validity by those individuals who visit them.

For one thing, individuals who finally visit such offices are oftentimes already emotionally upset. [...]

Nevertheless, because the patient is in a condition where he is most susceptible to suggestions, a great responsibility lies upon the shoulders of those who would treat illness. [...]

[...] I think it most interesting that the theory of evolution is now challenged by those who, like Jane and I, simply want to know whether it has a basis in scientific fact; and that it’s also come under virulent attack by those who generally believe in fundamentalist religions. [...]

But why, I asked Jane, haven’t our best minds—at least those who have operated throughout the centuries of our recorded history—been able to arrive at some sort of reasonable consensus about the “origin” of our universe (if it had one), its processes, and our human place in it? [...]

[...] You felt Ruburt’s psychic abilities, particularly in the beginning, so extraordinary, once you accepted them, that you each felt they must be protected—not only from himself, until you understood the abilities, but particularly from anyone who might scoff, ridicule, or attack. [...]

[...] It would be Ruburt who would stay home. [...]

[...] One man who wrote you said he got sick to his stomach when he tried to write, and Ruburt could see easily the suggestion operating. [...]

[...] We know little about that life; one evening with Sue Watkins, who also lived then, I managed to tune into that existence to some degree via images. [...] Jane and I would like to hold a session to learn more about this life, including who else we know was involved then, etc. [...]

[...] Some of these would automatically open up many doors, leading to as yet undiscovered secrets—but only for those who understood the use of sound.

(Pause.) Your mail presents you with glimpses of the people who read our books, from all walks of life, in all circumstances. [...]

(Long pause.) Ruburt has at times gone overboard in a feeling of responsibility toward those who write in need. [...]

[...] (Pause.) There are survival personalities who help you. [...]

[...] In this method detailed above, there is cooperation between a survival personality and the person who is the operating sensitive. [...]

[...] Who she may tell about our interview, I don’t know. [...]

[...] Bob McClure, who is dead, was there. [...]

While you believe that only doctors can cure you, you had better go to them, because in the framework of your beliefs they are the only people who can help you. [...]

[...] You may find yourself looking at the toe more frequently than usual, and you may also find yourself picking out from the populace anyone who is not walking properly. [...]

[...] Once, a man who tailored clothes was named “Tailor.” A man who was a robber was called “Robber.” [...]

Some of the results mentioned earlier will come from conversations the Seagull has with people in California, who ask him about us. [...]

[...] It contains many intriguing ideas — as, for example: “A tree knows a human being also … [yet it] does not even build up an image of a man, which is why this is so difficult to explain … And the same tree will recognize the same man who passes it by each day.”

(Like class, Jane has often been threatened by the mail, only more overtly, as well as by personal visitors who sought us out. Another example of this occurred at noon, when we were visited by two beautiful young ladies—who, unfortunately, were using the Seth material in ways we wouldn’t have. [...]

[...] Sometimes it seems he would prefer even a smaller but more select group of readers (with amusement)—readers who were tops in their fields, or who in one fashion or another earned his respect. [...]

[...] I reminded her that I was the one who first suggested we start publishing the Seth material, and that she’d had reservations about doing that. [...]

[...] He would have encountered no unusual obstacles as far as his public stance was concerned, in that he would have felt the rather characteristic dilemma of some creative writers, who must assimilate the private and public portions of their experiences. [...]

[...] It is only the ego who makes the time distinction. [...]

[...] Obviously also any future reincarnations are present for those who have other lives still to live in your terms.

[...] The second article also included another photo—this one of a man who was also elected with Mrs. Berry. [...]

(Toward the end of this data, Jane said now at break, she arrived at the idea of a relative of hers who lives in New York City being featured in the photograph of a woman data. [...]