“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now think physically again of our onion, but imagine instead, psychic realities forming its skin, each interconnected with the other. Or imagine an orange, each atom of it connected with each other and yet each one individual and each representing a reality. It may seem that there would be no way to get out of the reality of the orange if you were forced upon its surface, but to go round and round, and you might seem isolated. And so, in your reality, you might seem isolated, and yet that orange is in another basket of oranges, and the skin of it touches another. And so your subjective lives touch lives that you do not know, and yet each of these are unique. In all of these realities, there are no exact duplicates.

(To Florence.) Now last week when Ruburt was speaking about the natives who are such expert dreamers, you asked, our Lady of Florence, then why are they not more progressive? And yet I know that you realize that your own progress as a civilization, in your terms, will come to a halt unless you progress in other directions. This is what your civilization is learning. That you cannot rape your planet. And life did not begin as some isolated single organism that in the great probabilities of existence meant another, and then another, and then another, until a chain of molecules could be made and selves formed. Neither does consciousness exist, using an analogy, as simple organisms separated by vast distances, but as a complicated gestalt.

My words, as I speak, operate in many ways. As sounds alone in your reality that have an impression upon you. As the meaning for the words, that meanings that you understand, as the electromagnetic realities that speed out from Ruburt’s lips, and all of these things you register and understand. You have only to consciously acknowledge them and to open yourselves. I know, for example, your great identity with all the other selves, in your terms, that you have been and will be and know that your feeling of isolation is an illusion and yet, you (Valerie) must know it. And so I know that each of you have your own inroad, both into concepts and experience. On the one hand, I know that you are traveling these inroads, even as I know that as I speak some of you understand me and use my words simply as maps to lead you to undiscovered lands, and others hear merely the words. For those of you who hear only the words I am sorry.

Now I have adopted this measure simply because it is impossible to speak to each of you individually with any depth or meaning, but (to Valerie) I want you to realize that you are not alone, and that isolation is a manufactured thing. You manufacture it in your mind. It has no meaning in any terms. You will learn to feel it and not simply accept it intellectually, but you must begin to tell yourself emotionally that you are not isolated, and you must divorce yourself from self-pity.

I have one point before I close, and it does not deal with concepts except as emotion is concept. Some of you will know to whom I am speaking, but I am speaking also to each of you in this room. There are human beings on the face of this earth who do not know what love means, or companionship. Who so not have parents, who do not have sisters or brothers who understand an isolation that is bleak and cold even if it is of their own making. Each of you in this room who has the opportunity to share with another then know that is grace and be thankful for that which you experience. And do not underestimate what you have. There are personalities who have traveled through the centuries, literally, without an understanding, and if this was their reality and if it was their own making, still be glad that it is not yours and accept those relationships that you now have and realize their potential and do not close yourselves off to stupid pride and through barriers of your own making.