“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Such material, I am afraid, must wait, as you do not have the necessary background in fundamentals to give it comprehension.

Even in his dream he was stunned, afraid that the death was his own. [...]

[...] He is still somewhat afraid of relaxing. [...]

(I am afraid I did some half-humorous complaining about Seth’s reactions to my attempting to put off the session tonight; that is, I did not think I had been that impolite about it. [...]

[...] What is he afraid of?

[...] He knows only too well the importance of these sessions, and I am not afraid of his ego, for even his ego knows.

[...] I think that I was momentarily afraid that I really looked like that. [...]

[...] We will here get rather complicated, I’m afraid.

[...] More and more I was concerned about getting her off her ass and into bed, but I was afraid to mention it yet. [...]

Ruburt became afraid that the thyroid condition would lead into erratic behavior, and after the Florida incident he slammed doors to expression down. [...]

[...] Actually they do not parallel the outer senses, and this will sound appalling to you I’m afraid, simply because there is nothing to be seen, smelled, heard or touched in the manner in which you are accustomed. [...]

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

[...] It is no copout to keep a chair handy, or whatever, nothing to be afraid of when that is understood. [...]

[...] In your own personal life you are afraid to use your abilities of this healing. [...]

(After the session Jane said she tried to be very careful about passing on the above information, because she is always afraid of distorting it in such cases. [...]

[...] This time, I was swept away by the most awe-inspiring event of my life to that date; yet, I was not afraid.

(Seth’s favorite name for Peggy Gallagher is the cat lover, since Peg is afraid of cats; and he likes to call Bill Gallagher the Jesuit, because of his never-ending questions.)

[...] But then identity, sure of itself, seeks to enlarge its experience for it is no longer afraid that experience will swallow it.

In your dream you were afraid of falling, Joseph. [...]

[...] Because I was using the word light for the first time in these experiments, [with a rather ill-defined idea of levitation in mind, after Jane’s attempts], I also told myself I was not afraid. [...]

In the past you have been afraid of using energy up, as if you had so much and no more. [...]