“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Each person is a vital (long pause), conscious portion of the universe. Each person, simply by being, fits into the universe and into universal purposes in a way no one else can. Each person’s existence sends its own ripples throughout time. The universe is conscious at every conceivable point of itself. Each being is an individualized segment of the universe; then, in human terms, each person is a beloved individual, formed with infinite care and love, uniquely gifted with a life like no other.

The inner ego, however, always identifies with its source-identity as a beloved, individualized portion of the universe. It is aware of the universal love that is its heritage.

(Pause at 4:33.) It is also aware of the infinite power and strength that composes the very fabric of its being. Through being made aware of these facts, the exterior ego can begin to feel a quicker sense of support and nourishment. The knowledge can let it relax, let go, so that it feels its life couched and safe, and knows itself to be indeed a beloved child of the universe, both ancient and young at once, with an identity far beyond the annals of time.

[...] There will also be certain beloved traps set about the city, that will be of an enlightening nature … Now listen: You think there is nothing intrinsically impossible about building a platform in [your] space … I am suggesting, then, a platform in inner reality. [...]

(In answer to a question from a student:) A beloved trap is one that you set for yourself. [...]

And so our city will simply have alternate sidewalks, and they will be beloved traps, set by each self.

Love is naturally creative and explorative — that is, you want to creatively explore the aspects of the beloved one. [...] Because these are still attributes of the beloved one, even the seeming faults are redeemed. The beloved attains prominence over all others.

[...] Dramas and stories of all kinds have been written about the inner kind of communication that seems to take place between mother and children, sister and brother, or lover and beloved.

[...] It is the initial basic language from which all others spring, for all languages’ purposes rise from those qualities natural to love’s expression — the desire to communicate, create, explore, and to join with the beloved.

[...] Christianity has believed in a heaven and a hell, a purgatory, and reckoning; and so, at death, to those who so believe in these symbols, another ceremony is enacted, and the guides take on the guises of those beloved figures of Christian saints and heroes.

[...] You may, for example, take the form of an individual’s dearly beloved dead pet.

That is the end of dictation, and my heartiest regards to you both, and to the beloved monster beside you.

[...] For, being part of the whole, they are secure, beloved and protected. [...]

Since they are often frightened and unsure of the future, they are more apt to cast their thoughts backwards into their early childhoods, reaching for their earliest memories, and mentally try to gain comfort from the remembered sounds of beloved voices, only to mentally glimpse other images than they expected, or to hear other voices than those for which they yearned.

[...] What Ruburt said about the beloved monster (Willy, our cat) is true.

The beloved monster lost weight, looked neglected, lost his luster, became listless unless forced into activity, looked older. [...]

People write you or call as they would to dearly beloved parents, parents in another level of reality. [...]

[...] It does not compare the practical state of the beloved’s being with the idealized perceived one that is potential.

[...] Your affection has fallen short of itself in your experience because you have denied the impact of this emotion, for fear that the beloved — in this case the race as a whole — will not measure up to it. [...]

[...] God did not sacrifice his dearly beloved son by allowing that son to be physical. [...]

[...] You have been searching for a larger-than-life technique—looking for the greater dimension in which beloved details rest—and only your own ideas of economy have hampered you. [...]

[...] Your “purpose” is to bring those diverse aspects together, to form them into your own kind of artistic production—to wed in your life and art those seemingly diverse qualities of spontaneity and order, spareness and abundance, beloved detail and wholeness, and to form in your life and art a new kind of synthesis.

If he wants to, have him imagine this inner intelligence as a beloved parent. [...]

[...] The voices of strangers and beloved ones are often the same voices, and the scenes that you see often, you have seen before. [...]

[...] If you had to go through all that they had to go through to contact a beloved daughter, how would you feel if you were met with fear and terror? [...]

[...] In other words, consciousness without camouflage, for the characteristics that I use are camouflage, beloved camouflage perhaps; but without them you would not understand what I am saying, and without them in yourselves, you would not learn to recognize the self that you can be. [...]

[...] This does not mean that in a beloved person you react only to your own idealized self, for you are also able to see in the other, the beloved’s potential idealized self. [...]

(“Will Continental accept her novel, Enemies and Beloved Ones?”)

[...] Our beloved monster here (the cat) intuitively knows what is involved, and you know intuitively, but we want you to understand consciously. [...]

(4:48.) Remind Ruburt — in the meantime — that he is indeed a beloved daughter of the universe, and that his parents are as much the sea and sky as his physical parents. [...]

Our beloved books began to go out of print, one by one, as sales slowly declined. [...]

[...] Now were I a kind and well-known beloved uncle who has passed over, you could perchance see me, but for now you must be content with the little of me that I am able to portray through Ruburt’s personality. [...]