“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

And I thought you were on your good behavior because I was here. I will have to learn to be a reverend rock drummer—and I will keep the beat with you.

Our Lady from Florence over here is filled with questions that she would ask you. The questions tumble from her mind indeed like heavy blocks. And yet, you have not asked them. He is a good one to answer them for you. And he has answers for them.

Now we have been sliding along again. Our Lady from Florence has made some progress for, since I spoke to you last, you finally took me to heart. I hoped for more from you—and you will surprise yourself. I am speaking to our young merchant from Venice over here (to Daniel McIntyre).

You must become more aware of your inner selves—they are not all that horrible. You still fear, as our Lady of Florence, that there is a cellar door—a cellar door to your mind—to your inner self. And, if you open it, all sorts of demons will emerge. And if there are any angels, the demons will gobble them up before you ever get to see them. Instead, I tell you, as I have told you before, you are more than you know. And it is up to you to find your own reality. I cannot give it to you. I can point you in the direction—but the experience is personal and the experience is subjective and the journey is one that you must make and that you must make alone. I cannot make it for you. I have my own journeys to make...and detours here. And any problems that you have I have had them—so look at me and know how indestructible you are!

But again, coming here once a week may help you find yourself—it may point you in the right direction—but you will only find yourself when you journey inward. And by journeying inward I do not mean a quick and hasty and apologetic trip to your child memories. I do not mean an attempt to find out why you are frightened of spiders or have boils on your arm. I am speaking of a more extensive journey. And all of you know to what I am referring.