“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

There are many matters here very difficult to express in words, for you are so afraid for your sense of identity that you resist the idea that the soul, for example, is an open spiritual system, a powerhouse of creativity that shoots out in all directions — and yet this is indeed the case.

[...] You will be afraid to assign them to yourself, and so will think that they belong to a disembodied spirit. [...]

The creative artist can be afraid of letting himself go completely in his life, for fear that he will become so involved that he will forget to stand apart, to look or to listen. [...]

[...] You were afraid that you were doing everything backward—specifically with “Unknown” Reality, and that the affair would be a disaster—or the car would crash.

[...] I’m afraid that the encounter was typical of others we’ve had with the members of academia, and once again we were rather taken by surprise. [...]

[...] On a superficial level, it represented his inner knowledge that he is not physically afraid of childbirth. [...]

Again Rob assured me that I wasn’t dreaming, but now I was sure that I was and afraid that I was about to awaken. [...]

[...] Ruburt thinks of your father, but is afraid of distorting the information. [...]

[...] Ruburt thinks of your father, but is afraid of distorting the information.” [...]

[...] “For ages in the past,” she said, “whenever I thought Seth wanted to start the book, I was afraid to let him do it.”

[...] If I did not hit you over the head with it I’m afraid that you would not get it at all.

The Mr. Gottlieb of whom you have been speaking will soon find himself in other difficulties, I am afraid. [...]

I know that Jane is interested in the book in question, but also a bit afraid of it: “I don’t want to be so influenced by it—or by any other book—that it starts coming out in the material,” she’s said more than once recently. [...]

[...] (Long pause.) He was afraid your father was not manly. [...]

[...] He was always afraid that it would.

[...] I was afraid the new ones, a dark bluish color, would make the room too gloomy. [...]

[...] Were it not for dream activity however you would be, relatively speaking, enclosed within it, afraid to try out new concepts and intuitive realizations in the face of what seems to be such rockbed reality.

[...] Such people are afraid of the brunt of their own personalities. [...]

[...] He is afraid that if he trusts himself he will not work the proper number of hours. [...]

[...] You have lost the intent, afraid to have dreams about your parents. [...]

[...] I was afraid that once the symptoms persisted for another day or so, I would have a cold or some such thing to handle, and that days could be spent clearing it up. [...]

Ruburt had to know what he was afraid of, and his dream interpretation gave him that knowledge so that he could deal with it. [...]