“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now, emotions flow through you like storm clouds—or like blue skies—and you should be open to them and react to them—and let them pass. You are not your emotions. They flow through you. You feel them. And then they disappear. When you attempt to hold them back, you build them up like mountains—and you form tornadoes within yourselves.

I have told our Dean that spontaneity knows its own discipline. Your nervous system knows how to react. It reacts spontaneously when you allow it to do so. And the clouds flow through the thick skull easily. Now when you attempt to hold them back, it is then that they collect—and the electric charges grow—and the storm clouds grow.

Now I have been drastically maligned here this evening! And so I come to show our new friend here that I am a jolly fellow. That, at least initially, was my intention.

Now I suppose I shall have to prove that I am jolly. I will try to think of something. I do give you (BA) welcome.

Now I ask you—how far do you think a flower would get if, in the morning, it turned its face toward the sky and said, “I demand the sun?” “And now I need rain. So I demand the rain! And I need bees to come and take my pollen. So I demand the bees!” And who would it ask for these things? And it would say, our imaginary flower, “I demand discipline! I demand therefore the sun shall shine for a certain amount of hours; the rain shall pour for a certain amount of hours; and the bees shall come—bee A, C, D, E and F—and I shall accept no other bees to come. And I demand that, furthermore, that discipline operate and that the soil shall follow my command, but I do not allow the soil any spontaneity of its own—and I do not allow the sun any spontaneity of its own—and I do not agree that the sun knows what it is doing. I demand it follow my ideas of discipline!”

Now that I have proven how jovial I am, you may all take a break!

Now if you want to wear false eyelashes to class, I will come to see it. I will not keep you overlong. I can see, however, that my hardheaded lecture did some good as it was intended to do particularly in one area to my right (Florence). To my left (Brad)—we still have some work to do—and I will see to it that my friend Ruburt helps us in this matter.

Now. My Dean, the spontaneous self that you so fear is the self that speaks to Bega. Then it is not a self that you have to fear. You are highly confused as to the meaning of spontaneity and discipline. Now the seasons come each year as they have come for centuries upon your planet—and they come with a magnificent spontaneity and with a creativity that bursts upon the world. And yet they come in your system within a highly ritualized and disciplined manner. And spring does not come in December. And there is a merging of spontaneity and discipline—truly marvelous to behold. And you do not fear the coming of the seasons.

Now all of you—each in your own way—contribute. For you can consider the body of the earth and all that you know—the trees and the seasons and the sky—to some extent as your own contribution—the combination of spontaneity and discipline that gives fruit to the earth.

Now. I will wish you a fond good evening so that you know you can leave when you like. Not that you would not leave when you are ready to go.

Now this is practical and it is the only real practicality. For if you hate, you create a hateful reality. And to the extent that you hate, you find reality hateful. To the extent that you fear, you create a fearful reality. To the extent that you love, you create a lovely reality. To the extent that you create, you create a reality full of creativity—and this is my message.