“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

But I want you all to understand something else, and I have said this before. Our Lady of Florence, very nicely for each of you in class, personifies the feelings that each of you have, to whatever degree, involving your inner self. She shows them in an exaggerated fashion for you to look at and so when she speaks, she speaks not only for herself, but for everyone in this room including Ruburt. And now after that jolly little statement, I will let Ruburt hand out last week’s session.

Now, our friend back here (Ned) could well appear, you see, as a UFO in another aspect of reality, and frighten the inhabitants. Is it a bird, is it a plane? No, it is Super Ned. But you forget consciousness is the reality and the only true vehicle, and no part of your consciousness is imprisoned within you and it materializes in one aspect or another. Now, I use the word materializes because it makes sense to you but the word itself is distortive because it predisposes an appearance within matter materialization, and yet all realities, as you know, are not physical.

Now, our friend back here (Ned) has tried his disappearing act for some time and a good deal of the time he does it without knowing that he does it, and on occasion he tries it deliberately. Now it is theoretically possible, for example, theoretically possible for him, or any of you, to disperse your consciousness and become a part of any object in the room or to fly apart, for example, disperse yourself out into space without leaving your sense of identity. Now this is not practical, in your terms, and yet many of you do it to gain refreshment while you are sleeping.

Consciousness by its very characteristics carries a burden and the burden is perception. While you are conscious, you must perceive. Now this is the kind of consciousness of which you are used to thinking, for you cannot imagine consciousness without perception, in your terms, and yet consciousness can be vital and alive without perception as you think of it. And the last part of that sentence is important for our recorder over here. Sometimes, therefore, you find refreshment by dispersing your consciousness, as you think of it, and gain comfort and freedom by using instead, different characteristics of consciousness of which you are usually unaware.

Now our friend, poetic Ruburt, wrote a poem about the Gods in the Rafters that I enjoyed, although poetry has never been one of my particular joys. And, yet, in one manner of speaking, the very air about you sings with its own joyful consciousness and does not know the same kind of burden of consciousness that often oppresses you. You are so frightened of death, in your terms, that you dare not turn your consciousness off for one second for you fear that if you turn it off, indeed, who will be there to turn it back on again?

(To Ned.) Now, when our friend over here thinks of nonintervals he disappears. A better student than that is hard to find.

Indeed, so that your muscles tensed, your adrenaline production increased, you wanted to wring his neck and you stood there and said, God bless you my fine young fellow. May you live a long and merry life. Now, telepathically, our fine young fellow knows exactly what you are feeling at the time. You are the one who is out of contact with your feelings and emotions at that point, however, for at this point of your “spiritual progression” you only imagine that you wish him good. The muscles are already contracted in your body. They are contracted because you have not admitted, in this point admittedly of future spiritual progression, that you wanted to wring his neck, so you say nothing but wish him well.

Now three weeks later we have another encounter and our poor ignorant workman falls asleep again at his chore and our good minister comes by and he looks and he sees the idle one upon the floor snoozing and he thinks, I would like to kick you in the you know where, but he thinks, oh no, I cannot think such an unChristian thought and violence is wrong, so before he even admits to himself what he feels and hiding from himself any acknowledgment of aggression. Instead, he bends down and says, my good man, et cetera, may you live long and hearty and God bless your life and then he pats himself on the back and thinks, I am growing more spiritual day by day. In the meantime, the muscles have contracted ten times because they could not be put into activity before, as the thought behind them was denied.

Our poor man again is aware, subconsciously of the intent, but only to some degree. Three months later you have had a really bad day and you are mad at life in general and now you come and find our poor friend upon the floor, this time, perhaps, asleep at a chore somewhat more important that you wanted done. Now, far be it from me, even in a fantasy, to accuse you of such an act, but you stand here and look at a slattern and this time you are out of your mind. But again, it behooves you to deny your true feelings in order to be spiritual, which is not true spirituality and you say again, God bless you, may you go in peace, and this time the psychic safety valve has had too much. Now the nicest thing that could happen would be that you suddenly blew your stack and kicked him. The worst thing that could happen would be that, once again, you restrain the acknowledgment of your feelings and the pent up and unacknowledged and perfectly natural aggression in the beginning that has now built up, is ready to explode and now you send out a thought form out of all proportion to any of the event that causes your friend severe harm. And all of this because you were afraid that one stray aggressive thought of yours was more powerful than the vitality that resides in each of you.

([Joel:] “That implies to me a prior knowledge of our life.”)

(To Arnold.) Even as our African God over there can remember his past lives if he will only allow himself to do so.

(To Natalie.) I have one message for our friend over here behind me, however, and it is quite simple. When you do not know what else to do, relax and tell yourself that other portions of yourself do know what to do, and they will take over. Give yourself some rest and remind yourself that in many ways you are a very successful person as you are. Now success does not necessarily involve great intellect or great position or great wealth, it has to do with inner integrity, remember that.

I bid you all, now, and to our disappearing friend behind me (Ned) a fond good evening.

I do not think much of those terms either. Think in terms of creativity. Your last try was horrendous. And (very loud voice) I will not tell you this is creative violence. Now, the very sound of my voice, as our dear friend knows, assaults the silence of the room and yet it is creative. And the vitality that sweeps through this form assaults the silence and yet it is creative. And that is what I want you to understand. Good, in your terms, can be as noisy as I can be noisy. And guilt can be a very silent and quiet and passive and gentle thing indeed. And that is what I want you to understand. And now, after having said good evening many times, out of the goodness of my heart, for I am not weary, I bid you once again a blessed and violent good evening.