“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Phil went over to Janice and they embraced, “I won’t leave you again; I want to stay this time,” Phil said. Finally, Phil sat down. Someone remarked that he was getting it with both barrels tonight. He and Janice talked about how they had each felt something in common with the other when Phil first came to class. Janice said she had distrusted Phil at first but felt better about it now.

(“You mean after ten centuries you can’t tell your own wife?” Jane said, “now isn’t that carrying things a bit too far? Of all people, why couldn’t you tell her after all this time?”

(“I want to come back to you now,” Phil said to Janice.

(Garbled conversation here. Phil and Janice say something about accepting each other as they are now.

(“This goddess was the goddess of fertility...and you were from a province in Persia ...You were both poor ...Province was called Sepharthein in the southwest portion of Persia... It was a national holiday, sacrificial day ...something that we would translate into atonement but that wasn’t the word at all ...where children were sacrificed, so that the earth would grow ... You [Phil], that’s why you hit her [Janice] so strongly. You looked something like you do now, only your build was scrawnier. You lived in a mud-type hut ... You had other wives afterwards ...I’m trying to get something you can check, but it’s so long ago you can’t ...but the emotion is fantastic. She didn’t want you to take the baby, and you just took it. And this was supposed to make you wealthy. If you gave the baby it was supposed to make you really wealthy. It was supposed to do all kinds of fantastic things; and it didn’t, it didn’t, it didn’t! ...And you didn’t have the guts to go back ...and you wandered, and you wandered alone, because you didn’t have the guts to go back. And all you had was a cut—a wound in your left thigh. You were kicked by the mob, because after you threw in your baby boy, nobody gave a damn. It was just this fantastic mob ...and those kids were cooked...and it was all in the name of religion and in the name of all this stuff except that out of it you hoped to get wealth ...and all she [Janice] had was a woman’s common love for the child. She tried to hold it, and it meant nothing. Shortly after, an army came down, of stragglers, in that area; and they were hungry ... They were stragglers from another country and they didn’t have any food and they were disbanded.. And they burned everything they saw and took what they could take and that’s what they did... and you [Phil] never knew, never went back, and you’re meeting Pete K. now ...and I’m trying like hell to cut the emotion part out ‘cause I don’t want to get into...” [Jane stops here.]

Now for a few words from me. And first of all, to show you what a polite host I am, I bid our evening guests welcome, and I do not mean to exclude you. My first words, however, are for a few of these people over here.

Now I am going to do something here if you want to do it, and you must be brave and adventurous, and I am sure that you all are (much laughter). As I speak, I want you to allow and encourage—actively encourage—  other selves that you have known. Let them come to the surface. Be aware within yourself of subjective feelings, emotions, or thoughts that may not be those that you identify with yourself in this time. They may be directed to others in the room. They may have no connection to others in the room; but I want (shouts) you to use the energy behind this voice for your own purposes. Let it call up from your own bank of personalities both those people that you may have been in those terms; those people that you are;  those strangers that you are and do not recognize; or those selves that you may be in years to come. And let them, then, mingle in your own consciousness and become a part of what you are. Let your consciousness expand and say, “here, counterparts, I accept you—in love, in knowledge, and in understanding. Therefore, let me know what you are, and let me become a part of all that I am. Let this knowledge come, then, into my consciousness, let me be no longer divided.”

Now I want you to open your eyes and look about, to say those words that are on your lips, to unite with strong emotion and in most real and valid terms, in tears or in laughter, even in anger, in all those fresh, lively emotions that have their counterparts in many worlds.