“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(To Brad.) I have a few remarks to our friend with the sideburns over there, and the changed image in the orange shirt, and it is this. You have been doing very well and you have, indeed, learned and put into application some of the things that were told to you in class. I wanted to let you know that I knew that you were here and to give you my greetings.

(To Derek.) And I have a comment to the young man in the mirror and it is this. I have lived many lives and I cannot prove, in your terms, my own existence. The fact that you are worrying about proving your own existence, however, proves that you exist. Now, I do not want to deflower your ego. However, a flower has better sense than to ask whether or not it exists. It accepts what comes to it. It takes joy in the vitality that belongs to it.

Now, let us take for argument’s sake, a poor unintelligent flower in the middle of a garden. Now, there the poor thing is, and it cannot move back nor forth. It cannot run up the garden path and it is. Now, when the rain falls it gratefully accepts the droplets. It does not turn its head upward and say, “Yes, but does the rain exist, or does it not? And wherefore does it come, and how, indeed, do these elements reach into my beings and down into my roots? And unless I understand how this occurs, then I will not accept the rain.” And when a sunny day comes, the flower does not lift its idiotic head and say, “Now, this appears to be the sun. How is it that the sun keeps me alive and brings the green to my leaves and branches and makes me flower? I do not understand, and since I do not understand, therefore, I will not accept the sun and I shall stand here and deny that it exists for how do I know that I exist, much less the sun does. Perhaps it is a fancy tale told by other idiots as stupid as myself.” But if it is a fancy tale, it would behoove you to listen, for the moment that the flower says, “I deny, therefore, I deny the sunlight or the rain,” then the flower, indeed, would deny the grace of existence.

Now, in the winter time our poor idiotic flower seems, indeed, to be dead. The seed goes into the earth, however, and in the wintertime in any of your suburban gardens here beneath the snow are all these seeds. They are being nurtured, but do they in this darkness, therefore, look about them and say, “This is a time of death? There is nothing else for me and my existence is meaningless? How is it that I remember a time in which I blossomed? How is it I vaguely remember a summer in a time in which I was strong and spontaneous and free? What has happened to the summertime, and will it never come again for me?” That is what you are doing now. Our seed, however, who does not have this fine intellect that sits so nicely beneath your hair and within your skull, our seed without the intellect, rests joyfully within the earth knowing it is in the midst of creativity and that from within it, again, another flower will spring. And it does not deny the earth that gives it birth. It knows within itself, and it is this knowledge that you can find again. It is within you now.

Now, I will let you all take a break. I give my greetings to our two guests here. I do not consider you two (Mack and Garrett) guests, you see. You have been on your own journeys.

(To Derek.) You will find your own ways, but trust your own inner voice. If you do not trust what Ruburt would call the establishment, then trust the inner voice that is yourself and follow it. You do not need trust me, but you must, indeed, trust yourself. I have always trusted myself so I do not see why you would not trust me.

(To Babs.) I did not ignore you. You are not a guest, in those terms, in that you are not a stranger. On the other hand, you are not a student either, so I saved you until later. Now, if none of you mind, I would like to take a moment here and if you want to turn your face to the wall, then do it before I begin to speak.

There are a series of projections on the part of your husband toward you and on the part of you toward your husband. You are using the same words in some of your conversations but the words mean different things to both of you, and so you are not communicating properly. Now, you can learn to communicate if you open up your mind. You earlier mentioned, you see I do not lose anything, semantics, and the confusion of words, and this is what you are involved within your relationship with your husband. And so it is why you noticed when this happened in class. So that you must get beneath words.

Now, I will tell you something else that you will not necessarily want to hear, but you must also learn to relate to outside physical reality. You need physical work to do. This will improve your painting, your creative life, and your psychic life, but you are turning inward too much without knowing what you are doing, at this time. You need to compensate by direct and aggressive physical action, either in a job that will relate you with others or in some aspect along those lines that will allow you to untangle the inner self and release your creative abilities.

You badger your creative abilities too much. You are at them all the time. You want them to produce. You need to do physical work outside of your home and you need this now, in a very desperate way. This will take your conscious mind away from your subjective problems and allow your great vitality, for you have great vitality, to rush up from the unconscious and solve whatever problems that you have.

Now, you are like a dog with a bone, at your problems, at them every moment, and you must get away from them. The sense of accomplishment involved in physical work will do wonders for you. It will take away the sense of unworthiness that you now have. You are quite competent to deal with physical reality. There is nothing you have to fear. This will automatically release your inner abilities. Allow your creative feelings to emerge into realistic work. You are running down alleys of despair and you need this doorway into physical reality of which I have told you. Now, how is that for a starter?

(To Janice.) Now, to you, the panic has always to do with deep anxiety. Now, a situation in your life can serve to trigger it as a relatively minor situation. The other evening served to trigger it, but working with the pendulum you can discover the basic reason, and I suggest that you do this.

(To Kyle.) Now, our friend here is pleased with his new joy and I am glad for him. Trust it and follow it. Your brother, you see, must follow his own way and into the paths it will lead him, and it will be a different way than your way. So in your joy, allow him that privilege. Do not expect his road to be your own, therefore.

It is the crossroad which you are at now. It is, indeed, and it is constructive and you will pass through it far richer and with greater understanding, but it will not be the only crossroad for as soon as you think you know yourself, you have already changed. And as soon as you think you know yourself, you have already changed. You are not a static being. You change constantly. And All That Is, or in your terms, God, is not a static being but always creative and always changing, so do not put yourself at a particular level of experience and stay there but allow yourself growth and freedom.

(To Rachel.) I will not mention journeys that certain people do not remember, over here, lest it seem that I am reprimanding them, and far be it from my intent.

(To Derek.) Now, as far as proofs are concerned, any of you can measure. Any of you can measure the painting on the wall that is of me in a previous life. You can measure the dimensions. You can prove a painting exists on the wall. You cannot measure the psychological impact of the painting, however, nor the psychic reality that is within it. Nor can you measure the inner reality that you know is within yourself. And as I have said before, when you look into a mirror you do not see yourself. You see the physical form. You do not see your ego or your subconscious or your spirit or your unconscious. You see the molecules and atoms that spin about you. You cannot prove, therefore, that you exist, much less that I exist. Be thankful then that the atoms and molecules that compose your chairs seem as if they were solid.

Indeed. However, you may turn your consciousness in many directions and this is what I hope you are learning to do. Consciousness is like a searchlight that belongs to you. Usually, you direct it only into three-dimensional existence, but I hope that you are learning to direct it in many other areas. It is a method of perception.

([Rachel:] “You are always telling me I travel so far. Do I go to other realms of a consciousness I cannot perceive or understand?”)

That is true, to some extent. You do travel to other realms of reality.

([Rachel:] “Do we travel to other realms of consciousness?”)

You do, indeed. Since I have told you this often, I do not understand how you are giving it to me in the nature of a revelation. You do not remember the short trips, either. You will remember when you are ready, as I have told you before.

Now, you are taking advantage of what you are learning, whether or not you are consciously and egotistically aware of what you are doing. There is nothing wrong with the ego. If there is nothing wrong with a flower, why should ego be a dirty word?

And now, I do, indeed, bid you all a fond good evening and what blessings are mine to give, I give to you.