“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] However—give us a moment—errors can also be used as challenges and those of you who are afraid to commit errors, or who are too afraid to face challenges, and therefore, never look upon an error as a deep or dark thing forever beyond repair, for from it challenges spring. [...]

[...] In a strange manner they are not afraid of their fears. [...] But they are not afraid of their fears in the same manner that you are. [...]

([Sue:] “I guess I was afraid I had created personalities like that myself.”)

(“I’m afraid that Jane’s symptoms lead her to concentrate too much upon them. [...]

[...] He was afraid you would be jealous of the book, and hurt, and his panic was of your reaction.

Also, to some less extent, and at different times, he would know that the symptoms were a whipping-boy for you both, and so he was afraid at times to dispense with them completely. [...]

For one thing, she is afraid that the Jesuit will get more severe symptoms of his own, as a result of work pressure, and in a protective way she is trying to say “Bill, do not get sick. [...]

[...] We were afraid to move because it was very slippery.

[...] I heard him hit the ground with such force that I was very afraid he had broken a limb. [...]

(To the best of my recall I was not very afraid at any time, yet was sad and concerned. [...]

Now you are afraid in the next dream that you both are in over your heads, so you see yourself and your brother in the water. [...]

[...] And one of the things that hampers you, what you are afraid of, is very simple: You are afraid that underneath it all you will find the autocratic, cruel, frightening and basically unjust God that lingers in the back of your mind and subconscious. [...]

[...] You know what you are afraid of? [...]

They will begin to follow a road of denial and repression, and grow more and more afraid of expressing their own talents or abilities. [...] They are afraid, again, of freedom, for to them freedom implies danger and even mortal peril. [...]

[...] Young people may even repress their own thought processes, since they fear their own inclinations, and are afraid to act upon their thoughts. [...]

(I didn’t have time to go into it today, but Seth’s material reminded me anew that I know my own mother had managed to make me afraid of certain areas of life—that as I grew up, then left home and had to manipulate in the world, I became quite aware that I’d acquired certain fears or inhibitions. [...]

[...] He is afraid you are afraid, as you are. [...]

[...] You are each afraid of giving much notice, however, for fear you will be mislead. He would go in stores more, but he is afraid of humiliating you.

[...] He is afraid that you will not love him if he does not take the traditional woman role, and that if he does not he has no right to expect such gallantry. [...]

Other portions are afraid to leave because of the feelings concerning your mother, mentioned earlier. You are also afraid however, to some extent and under certain conditions, of working, even painting, entirely at home because your father worked at home and did not do well.

[...] In many such cases, however, the people so worried about the occurrence of danger from the outside world are instead concerned about the nature of their own energy, and afraid that it might destroy them.

All of this, of course, applies to Ruburt’s situation — for once, indeed, he willed himself into immobility, willing to sacrifice certain kinds of motion in order to safely use other kinds of psychological motion, because he was afraid of his spontaneous nature, or his spontaneous self.

He was afraid that it acted according to its own reasons which might not be his own — or so he thought. [...]

[...] Ruburt was afraid his need for the world’s acceptance might lead him out into it again, where he would necessarily meet scorn, for he thought in absolutes.

He is afraid, of course, that if he “gives into” impulses other than writing for a day or so that he is lax, yet the exercise and relaxation of the body refreshes the soul and allows the intuitions their clear vision. [...]

He was afraid that they were lost. [...]

[...] Before, he was afraid to go down into the fears, represented by the water. [...]

[...] He is afraid you will see him as he is, then, and wash your hands of such imperfection. [...]

He is afraid to, but if you saw the worst, as he thinks of it, and accepted him as he is, then help him, he can be pleased to show you any improvement. [...]

Now all of this can be remedied by interaction on both of your parts, and the willingness on both of your parts to give-and-take and not be afraid. [...]

[...] Ruburt as a child was highly mystical, and also overly conscientious and overdemanding of himself, and afraid of his own spontaneity and natural appetites.

The overly conscientious self is afraid of emotion and display, and hence quite terrified of any ideas of communicating with survival personalities. [...]

[...] Ruburt thinks this is because he is afraid of being made to feel a fool. [...]

He was afraid to make a decision for fear that it would be the wrong one, and sometimes literally afraid to move for fear of making the wrong move, and earning your displeasure of disapproval.

It is true that for some time he then projected portions of his own overly-conscientious portions upon you, and then reacted; but it is also true that you had schooled yourself to display displeasure through a heavy silence, and were afraid of displaying your happier, sunnier emotions.

[...] He was afraid you would become like your father in his treatment of your mother.

[...] He will be afraid for a while that you will turn away from him again. [...]

[...] He was very afraid of losing a contract with Prentice for Aspects, and a Bantam contract, while waiting around for another arrangement. At the same time he was afraid of making demands at Prentice for fear he would discover that they didn’t care if he stayed or not. [...]

[...] That was what he was afraid of in the light of your perfectionist tendencies. [...]

[...] He was simply afraid that he could not improve.

[...] The hallway between the bedroom and the bath became, symbolically, the hallway to physical activity through which he was afraid he could not pass, and through whose portals he must go alone, since he did not want to burden you with his despondency over it.

(1. My side/groin area bothers because I’m afraid it’ll cost money to get sick. [...]

(3. My side hurts because I’m afraid Volume 2 of “Unknown” Reality won’t be appreciated.

(My side hurts because I’m afraid all of Jane’s work won’t be—and isn’t—appreciated. [...]

[...] He was afraid you would be jealous, that others would say he dominated you, and to some extent both of you felt the symptoms helped you save face in society.

[...] He is afraid to ask for help because he was ashamed that his mother had to ask him, a child, for help, and often he hated her for doing so.

[...] He was so afraid to voice protest himself that he felt you must be driven by great inner forces before you would dare voice any protest to him.

[...] He feels that your mother is gloating, having gotten rid of the father, and he is afraid of your family home for fear it might trap you both. [...]

[...] He was also afraid that his fears about physical reality now and in the future were so drastic that you would also be terrified, and that together you could not solve the problems. [...]

[...] You were both afraid in varying degrees of emotional contact of a strong nature. [...]

[...] You must get over the hump therefore of being afraid of your emotions, both of you.

[...] You were not afraid as much of negative emotions, briefly, because in your family your father found safety in negative emotions. [...]

[...] You are afraid then not of the negative emotional release—which meant, to the degree mentioned, safety—but of the joyful loving emotions. [...]

He became extremely frightened when he went to the dentist (last month, 6 weeks), and when you again expressed your concern, but not your love: “I’m afraid you’ve had it,” you said. He was of course afraid of the same thing. [...]

[...] He was afraid that his ideas would be ridiculed because he was a woman, not having the credentials of the accepted academy or sex.

[...] He is afraid that dependence as a woman threatens you because of his own beliefs. [...]

[...] The minute you look for them, and are not afraid of them.

([Tam:] “I’m afraid we can’t.”)

[...] (A person) never becomes possessed unless he has requested it, (when he is not interested in, or afraid of life, and would like another to take over the job.)(Eve recalls that at this point, he added:)

[...] What we need are more skeptics who are not afraid to judge the claims of science with the same fine discrimination used to examine other alternate disciplines and fields of endeavor. [...]

[...] But often readers have been afraid to admit publicly that they have found truth in metaphysical sources. [...]

(To Bette) Now there is some information that you are afraid of, our dear cousin of Richelieu, and the charge is on your end only and it is harmless. It is only important because you have cherished it so as one can cherish a great pain and be afraid of letting it go and think “this pain sets me apart” and all you have to do is let go of it. [...]