“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now I want those of you who can to follow still further, for we will travel beyond these fields of probabilities in which all times are born. Into another dimension in which times are not manufactured and moments of any kind do not exist. Into an immense system of beginnings that are beyond any beginnings that you may have imagined, in which all nebulous creations exist in incipient form. In which all probabilities exist, in your terms, as yet unborn; and yet in greater terms already being accomplished and coming into new existence. And you also have a reality here; and this reality, to some extent, nurses your own existence and reaches down into the system that you know, even though you are usually not acquainted with this reality. And this is only at the edges and the boundaries of the one system in which you have your existence. For beyond this, there are still other beginnings so alien that I cannot explain them, and yet they are connected with your own life; and they find existence and expression even in the small cells within your physical flesh.

Someone here this evening mentioned that it seemed that you only learn what life is and who you are and then your life is over; the time is brief. Another student mentioned an elderly father. Those of you who have parents living see them daily grow older, and the scorn of youth turns to the compassion that comes with years, and the bravado changes to understanding. And yet, within the understanding there is also bravado.

You are teaching yourselves the value of consciousness and vitality and strength and life, by pretending to yourselves that death is death and that your consciousness will not continue and that your parents who die are forever still, by pretending that the voices you have heard in childhood will be heard no more. By pretending that when you breathe your last breath here, your consciousness is forever still. You are teaching yourselves the value of being, and you have chosen this context in which to do it. You have chosen for the unoperable intimacy of tragedy and flesh and pain in order to teach yourselves the unoperable exultant nature of your own vitality and energy and song. And these lessons serve you well, and what you learn goes out from you in all directions and each triumph that you make is not yours alone, but reaches even into those dimensions of which I have spoken.

(Seth II:) Certain translations are being made for you so that these communications make sense to you. We would like you to close your eyes or unfocus them. Your thoughts suggest that you use these sounds and guidelines. Those among you who can follow, then hold onto these sounds and let them carry you with our trying an experiment at your Seth’s suggestion. Our energy is as vital, far more than you own. Our energy forms worlds. The excess of our energy spills over into other creations. We help maintain your lives as you help maintain existences of which you have no knowledge. We watch you as you watch others, yet so vast is the distance, in your terms, that communication is difficult. We do not watch as human forms. You perceive us that way in a distorted view. In your terms, our forms would be geometrical. We do not understand too clearly the nature of the reality that you are creating even though the seeds were given to you by us. We respect it and revere it. We watch it as we watch others. Do not let the weak sounds that reach you confuse you. The strength behind them would form the world as you know it and sustain it for centuries.