“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now if I were coming here for fun, I would indeed enjoy smiles and light and conversation. I would not, however, think of coming to such a sober group for fun. I had indeed better put on my (words lost) and instruct you.

Now I have the serious faces. As our new friend would say, “Now we are getting down to the nitty-gritty.” This is your life, and your life, and your life, and not mine. While I can offer suggestions and impetus, there is no one that can open that door but yourself. You have found the door, you have beat aside the jungles of repressions (words lost) door.

I will have more to say in your (Sally) case also. For again the fear is there. And you try. You try to tint the fears with smiles, you try to pat it as you would a dog in hopes that it will not bite (words lost) you. But you do not understand the fear, and therefore you do not know how to speak its language, and when it speaks to you, you do not understand it. You can conquer the fear, but you must understand it. Give us a moment here. The fear will not devour you. You have given it fantastic proportions. You have exaggerated its strength, and because you have exaggerated its strength, you have given it more strength than it possesses on its own. You also fear to open the door.