“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

In those early times all species shared their dreams in a way that is now quite unconscious for your kind, so that in dreams man inquired of the animals also—long before he learned to follow the animal tracks, for example. [...]

(With emphasis, while Billy slept curled up against my left elbow as I sat on the couch writing down Seth’s material:) Animals know that their own lives spell out life’s meaning. [...]

[...] (Pause.) The animals are quite as familiar with faith, hope, and charity as you are, and often exemplify it in their own frameworks of existence to a better extent. [...]

[...] Our discussion about the Gallaghers not liking animals—really not liking them, was the exterior part of the dream (of March 31, involving the dogs). It brought up the same kind of questions, and Bill was in the dream (on March 29) before the one of the animals.

[...] Why do you find it far safer to show love to an animal and pet it, than to a person? [...] Some of you would rather stand up in this class and say, “I killed an animal in hatred” or “I knocked a man’s guts out” or “I shot my neighbor” almost, rather than express a simple statement of love or acceptance to another person in the class wholeheartedly and act, that was not an act, when you are not a star performing. [...]

[...] Each song is unique and thrilling, whether it’s muted or powerful, melodic or animated; often the particular delivery is made up of a combination of such attributes, as it was this evening. [...]

[...] They magnetically attract others like themselves, and like some strange microscopic animals they repel their “enemies,” or other thoughts that are threatening to their own survival.

[...] The sirens continued, reminding me of animals prowling about in the distance. [...]

[...] You can see (long pause) the results in life all about you, though in animals or plants these are experienced as a matter of feelings rather than, say, as thoughts or attitudes.

(At this time also, while trying to visualize a method of diagramming the spacious present, I saw an animated graph consisting of long black jointed sticks thrusting up from a common base, at various angles. [...]

(Then I told her about the article I’d just taken from Science News last night, concerning the abilities of animals, birds and bees to carry maps of their terrain in their heads. [...]

[...] They come to life like some microscopic animals, the tissues, as they are filled again with nourishment.

It is the adult’s version of childhood knowledge, the human version of the animal’s knowledge, the conscious version of “unconscious” comprehension. [...]

The spirits of the two islands join for a journey to a third one, and there they discover a top-heavy land filled to the brim with strange birds and insects and animals that neither knew at home. [...]

The second island-spirit says, also to the third: “You are myself, only my excitement, my joy and beauty, are concentrated in the magic of my volcano, and you instead stand for the twittering excitement of diverse species — birds and animals and insects — that flow in far less grandiose fashion across the slopes of your uneasy land.”

[...] You didn’t want to talk to us—we were a bunch of animals yet you lived in hovels made out of dirt. [...]

[...] A prudent understanding of the need for safety is wise, and built-in— but no animal or person can operate fully under constant implied threats. [...]

[...] There are connections in the same manner between you and your animals and the trees in your yard.

[...] Jane now spoke quite slowly, with her head down and her eyes closed, whereas before her eyes had opened often and her manner had been very animated and cheerful.

Animals can be obedient to their masters, and be healthy and exuberant at the same time, but in the terms of nature, no matter what social customs might say, no person can be obedient to a master and be healthy and exuberant at the same time. [...]

[...] Death at the age of 38 from a farm animal. [...]

[...] The means, however, have helped erode that ideal, and the public interpretation of Darwin’s principles was, quite unfortunately, transferred to the economic area, and to the image of man as a political animal.

[...] Now, I refused to go back out the window and down the wall, like a fly or an animal might. [...]