“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now each of you is a part of All That Is, highly individual and unique, like no other, and that like no otherness will never be taken from you. You will not melt into some great golden bliss in which your characteristics will disappear. You will not be gobbled by a supergod. On the other hand you will continue to exist; you will continue to be responsible for the way in which you use energy; you will expand in ways now impossible for you to understand. You will learn to command energy of which you now do not know. You will realize that you are more than you realize that you are now, but you will not lose the state of which you are now aware, and regardless of the fact of reincarnation and regardless of probable selves the unique self that you now call yourself has eternal validity even though the memories that you cannot now consciously recall will be yours in their entirety. And physical life in its reincarnational self is not some chaos thrust upon you, some evil from which you must shortly hope to escape. It is a particular reality in which you have chosen to know your existence, in which you have chosen to develop yourself, and it is indeed a system, again, like no other system, a unique and dear and beloved portion of reality in which you have decided to flourish for awhile. And in denying it, again, you deny the reality of experience.

Within each of you there are truths that you do not know, realizations of inner reality. Now your ego, your exterior self, focuses outward into physical reality. It senses this inner knowledge, but it cannot understand it. It wants to see inner knowledge projected outward onto the physical reality then, to some extent, it will accept it and so through the eons that you know this inner knowledge, this inner vitality is projected outward onto history and onto historical events as you understand them. I am giving you some advance reference from my book.

Now certain individuals, certain historical events, seem suddenly struck with inner brilliance. Certain men and women seem touched by some unseen light. They have extraordinary force, and this is the projection from the inner self of this inner light outward onto people and events. Now en masse there is an inner religious drama, if you will. An inner morality play if you want to use the term. I think that is a collegiate term, and that is why I am looking at you (Kris). It shows I am trying to relate.

Now this inner drama cannot be understood by the ego, and so it is projected outward into external reality. Certain individuals, therefore, in history, certain geniuses, kings, priests, prophets, are touched by this light. All of the individuals living, in your terms, at that time have taken part in the same inner drama which is then exteriorized. The individuals then accept this projection upon themselves—the heroes, in other words, or the gods, or the prophets, or the kings. They are recognized intuitively when they appear on the exterior scene because in psychic life they have already been known, and in dream states these dramas have been worked out. They are recognized at once on the historical scene.

Now on the one hand their abilities and their power is based upon the inner ability and power of all of these, in your terms, alive in that particular era. However, they became what they seem to be for these chosen people have also accepted this role, and the exterior drama will be worked out in such a way that it makes sense within the time period in which it seems to take place. In this same framework, as the exterior drama begins to fade and as it has left meaning, in your terms, only now as time seems to pass, then once again the interior drama arises, but this time with a new story, with a different god and with new prophets; and as the old weakens so the new interior drama begins once more to arouse man from within his dreams, and again they choose and someone appears, or two or three, and a new drama is projected into external reality.

It is also highly charged to hide from yourself the fact that, as a cousin of Richelieu, you dwelt in a highly artificial intellectualized environment in which words were spoken about constantly without any understanding, and in which you personally held forth using words to cower both your friends and later the masses. And so now you pretend a vulgar, earthy, frank, common behavior that does not fit the inner self and yet fools you on an egotistical basis very well. However, it also serves to blunt your own abilities and to cause inner behavior that, again, is not suited to your capacities for it causes you to pretend not to understand that which you do well understand and therefore to block from your ego information that is otherwise quite plain.

(To everyone.) Now in one way you are all playing childhood games with yourselves, and if you will forgive me, I will use an analogy and remember it is an analogy. And an analogy is a fable, a tale, a story, or a parable that is innately true while it may not physically appear to be so. You are all children in one way playing beneath the maple trees, dreaming in the long twilights of your adult state even as your adult selves now seemingly so independent would not know what to say to your childhood selves if you met them; but within you the childhood self must also grow, and allow it its growth. In the reality that you know there are many boxes. You can travel from one box to another. The boxes are not prisons anymore than the cousin of Richelieu is hidden to the housewife who is now so proudly the housewife and so contemptuous, for Richelieu’s cousin who was also contemptuous particularly of housewives.

In your quiet moments when you are alone, you can listen to the voice of the childhood self. It would help you if you could communicate with it; not only could you reassure it, but its voice could also reassure you.

Because you were looking for it, and it is a life you needed to know about. Now. There were other, gentler ones. But here you were denying your intellectual abilities and projecting outward upon others, a dislike that was of your own making. You were a fine dancer, and you were very good with the ladies, and within the framework of existence in which you dwelt, you had a good heart. Now that should make you feel better.

You were, indeed. That is one of your hangups, in Ruburt’s terms. You are doing very well with this visualization of the various portions of the self.

Because you projected this upon her, and at one time it was a very safe place to project such feelings. There was a relationship in the past but not a deep one. You were simply afraid of expressing the feelings in any capacity, and projected them, therefore, upon a person who subconsciously you felt would not be able to reciprocate. You very nicely projected them upon a person who was bonded as you were by all kinds of taboos, specifically against any such behavior, where they would be least reciprocated in physical terms, when any such action would automatically involve all kinds of guilt and retaliation, the most difficult position of which you could conceive. You would have projected them upon a priest, but this frightened you even more because the male relationship held for you a feeling of terror. You did not, you see, project them upon a person who could immediately answer them in kind, with no strings attached; but a relationship could be easy, open, and immediate.