“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jim agreed that it might be a good idea for him to begin reading back sessions while Jane and I were holding our Wednesday night sessions, thus killing two birds with one idea. [...]

I saw myself stretched out among the stars.
My skin, an open mesh,
Was hung with seeds and moons and fish.
Birds flew through my flesh
Which rose in continental mass
From seas of space. [...]

[...] You would not think of what it was like to be a bird. [...]

[...] If they do, I remarked to Jane as I typed this session the next day, then Seth must have a great amount of extremely interesting information on those concepts in relation to animals, say, or birds, insects, and marine life — not to mention bacteria and viruses; perhaps, also, submicroscopic entities down to the molecular and atomic levels, or even “below,” are involved. [...]

The bird dreams are in this same category. [...]

Again, if you will consider our maze of wires, I will ask you to imagine them filling up everything that is, with your plane and my plane like two small birds nests in the netlike fabric of some gigantic tree … Consider, for example, that these wires are also mobile, constantly trembling and also alive, in that they not only carry the stuff of the universe but are themselves projections of this stuff, and you will see how difficult it is to explain. [...]

[...] And so are the words of every man and woman, and the sound of every bird and every raindrop—precious beyond recall. [...]

[...] It is the atmosphere through which I can come to you, as the air is the atmosphere through which a bird flies.”

[...] Equally insistent are the puzzles posed by the missing intermediate forms in the fossil record: Where are all the remnants of those creatures that linked birds, reptiles, cats, monkeys, and human beings? [...]

[...] It is the atmosphere through which I can come to you, as the air is the atmosphere through which the bird flies. [...]