“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Open your eyes and look about you. You are now in a projection. You have projected yourself to this room, in your terms, from other times and other places. You belong in this room at this moment of your time because you have projected yourselves into it. Around you there are friends and strangers, and you have always been friends and strangers to each other. Now look closely about you. How real is the room? How much do you know of the selves you think you are?

Now I want you to try something with me. As you have projected yourselves here, then give yourselves the freedom to project yourselves elsewhere. You may close your eyes or leave them open, as you prefer, but sense within yourselves your own inner identity. Travel through the personality that you call yourself. Do not take it at face value but feel within yourself for the hidden self that is within. Feel also within you the tremendous energy and vitality that gives existence to your physical image and propels the reality of your thoughts and images and gives any kind of reality to your dreams. Get a hold of this energy within yourselves and feel it as your own for you are this energy, and you are within it and a part of it.

Now return to the room, and open your eyes with wonder upon the physical reality that you have formed. Open your eyes, all of you, and test what you see against the inner reality that you know. And remember that my energy speaks for your own energy. No energy that I show do you not have. Welcome back to the hallucination that you accept so easily.

(To Joel) And as for our friend over here, trust yourself, and when I say your self, I mean the entire self. Not just the self that you know, or the self you think you accept, or the self you fear you do not know, but the entire self.

(To Sally.) What Ruburt was tuning into earlier was a 17th-century existence of yours in which you were also a woman. He saw you coming down a staircase wearing a gown, a ball gown, in Versailles. Now the name was like the name of a well-known philosopher, Teljard. The first name was Naneen. The years 1721 to ‘58. Your husband was what amounts now to a Colonel in the 14th Regiment then stationed within that city. You had two children, one now your present sister. She, at that time, was an actress, however, a profession for which you then did not have the least understanding and showed little compassion for her efforts. At that time she died an unfortunate death. You had nothing to do with the death, however, you felt guilty about the circumstances for she did not do well in her profession and died, indeed, of starvation in another town never having told her family where she was. She died in Bordeaux.

Now I bid you all a fond good evening and, again, for our friend over here (Joel), those blessings that I have I give you, and those I do not have you must get for yourselves.