“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Why should another man know better than you what is within your own consciousness? With what power do you invest him that he should know better than you the feelings that are within your own heart? And why do you find it so difficult to realize what those feelings are?

You must first of all realize that within you there is somewhere the miraculous knowledge that keeps your body alive and operating. This portion of yourself, despite all your problems, keeps you alive as a physical organism. Its knowledge is beyond the wisdom of any man or woman alive! If that portion of yourself can make all the scientific and biological deductions necessary to maintain your physical organism, then indeed it has the abilities to solve these other problems. When you fully realize this, and you can if you remind yourself of it often enough, you can draw upon this knowledge to solve your problems. If you accept answers from others, you will simply run into the same problem again and again, and you will have solved nothing.

You are endowing her with what you imagine to be highly efficient masculine qualities. You are endowing yourself with what you imagine to be feminine qualities. Now the human being is a gestalt of perception. There are no qualities as such that are masculine or feminine. You are knocking down those abilities that are your own because you conceive of them as feminine. And in your mind you are setting Margo up as highly efficient because she has those abilities that you think should be your own because you think that they are masculine qualities. So you are allowing yourself to behave in what you imagine to be a subservient, feminine behavior. Now this is all a result of your own attitude, and she has reacted to that attitude, and reinforced it, because she wants to be dominant. One portion of her wants to be dominant; the other portion looks to you as a man, and there you fail her, because you refuse to assert the independence that is your nature. It seems to contradict your artistic nature and there is no contradiction. The contradiction only exists in your mind. She looks to you for direction and you do not give it, and therefore—if all within this room will excuse me—she turns into a bitch.

And I have told you before, there are no accidents! No man is sent accidentally, and innocently, off to war. He who kills must learn what killing is by being the victim. You will learn that you cannot buy peace through violence. You will learn it. You will learn not only that human life is sacred, but that the life within each molecule and atom is sacred.

Now, in your terms, this takes centuries. When you have learned the lesson, it seems as if you have always known it. As I have told you again, and time and time again: Basically there is no such thing as murder, for consciousness continues. But as long as you believe that you kill a man and that you kill him forever, then you must work out that problem. You will learn, you are learning. Some of you will face two generations from now problems that you do not now accept, and you will be the younger generation once more, out with fine, bright and gaudy banners to show your elders and fight for right, and I wish you luck! You will need it.

You will learn that consciousness is sacred. And until you learn that truth, you will not be free. You cannot kill another man, you cannot kill another woman and be free. You cannot even eat the meat of a cow, not nonchalantly. Not without thanking the cow for the food and the nourishment which it has given you, not without realizing that the cow, like yourself, is a part of the chain of life without which physically you would not exist and be free.

Now. I have been in one life not only black but a woman in a civilization where neither was appreciated. As I believe I told you before I have been both a man and a woman many times. Both young and seductive and old and wise. I have also been extremely ignorant and unlettered and uncouth. And I believe that I learned very much in those lives in which I was both unlettered and uncouth. I have been ignorant many times. And through being ignorant, I learned the joy and the wisdom that has nothing to do with the intellect.

It is always in a state of becoming. There are always surprises that come out of itself. Therefore, when it began its journey, in your terms, it did not know the ending and the cloud particles did not know that they would become a man or a woman.