“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] They play the part of the blessed inner self that actually cannot operate within physical reality uncloaked by flesh. [...]

[...] It is blessed. [...]

[...] So the species is blessed, if you will (louder) with many avenues for sexual expression. [...]

You have indeed been given a blessing. [...]

[...] Now I give you all the blessings I can... [...]

Now I give you all again those blessings that are mine to give, and I am here with you very clearly this evening so that you should be able rather vividly to sense my reality, and in sensing my reality to sense that greater reality of your own. [...]

Now: Since our little friend over here (Ron’s daughter-in-law, Sherry) is worried lest I annoy the neighbors (very loudly), I will smile what I hope is a gentle smile, and bid you a gentle good evening, with what blessings I have to give.

I wish you all good evening and those blessings that are mine to give. [...]

Now, whatever blessings I have, I give to you. [...]

[...] This also means that you show your devotion more obviously, gallantly offering him assistance, thus always showing the world that what he is doing has your blessing.

I give you both my blessings for the meaning of this season, as it was established long before the time of Christianity. [...]

[...] I give you again what blessings are mine to give and I will return to classes often. [...]

Now discipline is knowing how to use spontaneity and only the fear of blessed spontaneity brings sadness, for it impedes progress and puts boulders in your path. [...]

[...] This will not lead you to want to rest on the proverbial blessed bosom. [...]

[...] This will not lead you to want to rest upon the proverbial blessed bosom. [...]

You are supported, never abandoned, and always couched lovingly in the great yet intimate presence of All That Is, whose love forms your breath, your life, your death, as in which the unknown divinity is always blessed and ever known.

Now, I bid you a fond good evening, and those blessings that are mine to give, I give you. [...]

Those blessings that I have to give I give you and those I do not have you must get elsewhere. [...]

“Men and women have joyfully honored the evening and the dawn and listened to the heart pulse within them with a blessing and a joy, who have not had one hundredth of your blessings or one-third the reason to look forward to another day, and they have fulfilled themselves and brought joy to others. [...]

[...] You forget what blessings are yours.

I bid you a blessed and a joyful and a peaceful good evening. [...]

[...] In this season I give you what blessings are mine to give.