“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now if you were not the Sumari you would not be here at this particular time, and if all of you did not know what it was to be Sumari you would not be here at all. You have been given a language it seems that is not a language. And since you have been given it there is a reason for it, and what earthly good is a language that is not a language? An ancient language that never was and within those paradoxes what meanings are there for you to learn? Now I have—I’ve always been Sumari. I am a tough old Sumari. I am a Sumari of the old school. A Tumali of the old school. And what is there about a language that has both beginnings and endings in it as you think of them, elements of a distant past and portents of what perhaps languages might be in your future? And why do you need a language beside the one that you have? And you need not worry, you will not have to learn declensions. I would not have you stew over that with all of your other problems (to Bette).

The leaves, in your terms, as they fall add to further seeds. There is no difference between the leaves, the tree and the seed. These are only appearances. The seed is as much the leaf as it is the seed. It is as much the sky as it is the trunk. A tree grows as deeply within and under the earth as it does above it. It is therefore as much dirt and worms as it is bark. It is as much the birds that rest upon its branches as it is the seed that gave it birth. And in what I have said is contained the seed of your answer.