“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I tell you now—and for the sake of our guests—that death is not sober and it is not death. You simply take a giant step forward. And as my friends know that I will, I will tell you that all vitality rings...and it rings through this frame and it rings through your own frame—and it is lighthearted; and it is joyful; and it knows not sobriety; as you know, it is a lighthearted thing.

I use Ruburt’s body, with his permission, because he is a friend of mine. You use your own bodies—they are the vehicles that you wear. As Ruburt would say, they’re the space garments you don in order to dwell upon your earth. They are not you—you use them—use them joyfully and gladly and well but do not identify with them for they are not you. I have used and discarded more bodies than I would desire to count. And had I really died with even one of those bodies, I would not be speaking to you now—and you would not be sitting beside me. For you have also spoken with many tongues.

Now. I have been, in my many pasts, an intellectual gentleman and a frivolous female. And yet I will tell you, that as a frivolous female who loved to play with a ball in the bright afternoon and had no chores to perform, seemingly an idle life and seemingly a quite useless personality—I was not burdened with intellect—and yet in that one particular life I learned more about the nature of spontaneity and joy than in many of my ponderous intellectual existences.