“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Then, no sooner had we sat for the session than Jane asked me to write down what she was about to say, since she had the material available whether or not Seth got to it: “A new part, or chapter heading: ‘People Who Are Afraid of Themselves. [...]

If you do not trust your private self, you will be afraid of power, for you will fear that you are bound to misuse it. [...]

[...] They are instead congregations of people who are afraid to assert their individuality, who hope to find it in the group, or hope to establish a joint individuality — and that is an impossibility (emphatically).

True individuals can do much through social action, and the species is a social one, but people who are afraid of their individuality will never find it in a group, but only a caricature of their own powerlessness.

[...] He was not, then, afraid of death, knowing its true nature, and in the surrounding rooms there were other old people. Two in particular were men, dreadfully afraid of death, and both dying of cancer.

In Ruburt’s second dream he experienced no feeling of dread when he spoke of having cancer, because at the time he was not afraid. [...]

[...] Again, you cannot be afraid of the opinions of the world unless you value its opinions above your own. [...]

Now because of these feelings he was afraid of setting himself up as a new authority for people to follow blindly. [...]

[...] Literally, you are no longer afraid to move, and that includes many areas.

[...] Then thought, nearly crying: I cut down desire—like loving to shop, and am afraid now to mix with people—then said Rob would help me there—in decent walking shape surely my attitude would be entirely different—so different it’s hard for me to imagine then to the importance that I make distinctions between the natural world; and the social or cultural one. [...]

[...] I was afraid resistance was still involved. [...]

[...] But I regret seeing what may be chances of help being passed by, and these feelings are, I’m afraid, based on our lack of specific knowledge. [...]

[...] She remembered the blocking; she was, she said, afraid she would make a mistake—especially in the beginning of the session. [...]

(After that her dissociation is deeper and more secure, she said, and she is not so afraid of mistakes or distortions. [...]

[...] I keep him in shape, and I’m afraid I’ll have to do the same for you. [...]

Ruburt did not want to understand, for he was afraid, in your joint framework, that you would stop painting, and not use the framework you were supposed to, to get money. [...]

[...] You had each identified with that framework so strongly that you were afraid to let it go.

[...] He saw, the day that you slept (last Saturday, January 26) that he is always afraid of his performance in your eyes—that he gets up more often when you are not watching. [...]

At any given time, then, he may not feel it right to relax, because he has thus-and-thus a chore to perform, or because of the hour, or for any other reasons that will all serve to hide the fact that he is afraid of relaxing. He thinks he fears relaxing because then he will do nothing—but instead he is afraid of letting go because he fears he will go too far, and put himself in an unsafe position in the world. [...]

[...] You were afraid of blurring your own identities, and were rather frightened by some of the similarities within them. [...]

There has been a momentary brightening that will I am afraid be followed by darkness. [...]

[...] He is returning to activity at his creative, naturally therapeutic pace, no longer afraid that he is going too fast—or will —but shown only too clearly that activity and motion represent the only safe, sane, and creative response. [...]

(Sue Watkins has offered to help with the mail, but I don’t know what to do —guess I’m afraid that once it’s out of our house and hands the situation would turn into a mess. [...]

[...] “I’m afraid I won’t be able to get into it, or if I do he won’t have anything to say.... [...]

[...] “I was afraid I was going to lose what I had,” Jane said, “so I’ll see what comes through in a minute.” [...]

[...] They are indeed afraid of aging, and so press onward in more and more exterior activity, because they fear that age will show itself there first. [...]

[...] The Bumbalos, for example, envy you, as do the Gallaghers, but they are afraid of subjective reality. [...]

[...] They were so afraid of subjective thought that they ran willy-nilly in the other direction, and they envy your choice—again, to some degree. [...]

[...] He was afraid of it.

[...] He was afraid that spontaneity would cause him to color certain transcriptions from the past. [...]

[...] He was then afraid that Ruburt’s spontaneity would divert you from the course that it had set you upon, so he began to take a stronger hand.

[...] The dark side of the mystic, I am afraid.

[...] He is deeply afraid of finishing his book for fear it will sell. [...]

He is afraid of the bed and the bedroom. [...]

Yet if you examine your beliefs more carefully you will find one of many possible beliefs, such as, “I’m afraid to remember my dreams,” or, “My dreams are always unpleasant,” or, “I’m afraid to know what I dream about,” or, “I want to remember my dreams but — they may tell me more than I want to know!”

[...] You may discover, again, one of numerous beliefs that all lead to the fact that you do not want to have money or are afraid of it. [...]

[...] You are afraid to use all of your efforts in that regard, for fear they may not work. [...]

It appears that I have lectured you constantly, and I’m afraid of late in quite a dry, official manner. [...]

The pieces to the puzzle are at mankind’s fingertips, but he has put together an awkward, ill-fitting miniature model universe of a puzzle with which he is afraid to part. [...]

Today he was afraid, for one thing, that if he left himself alone he would just write poetry that very well might not sell. [...]

[...] So Ruburt became somewhat suspicious when he considered creativity of his own, and afraid that it would not sell because it was creative.

[...] I trust myself and my integrity,” if at the same time you are afraid of your own emotions and become upset whenever you catch yourself in what you think of as a negative frame of mind.

[...] The ideal in their minds becomes so great that they are always dissatisfied with their own performance yet they are afraid to make a start.