“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

My own imperfect recollection following Tam’s request that I look for it was that Seth, Dreams … was an unfinished collection of records, ideas, and chapters that Jane had struggled with for several years, without selling it. Instead, what I found in a box in the basement was, to my amazement, a completed manuscript — a full book ready to go, one as fresh as it had ever been, and my wife had struggled with it. What emerged as Laurel Davies and I searched Jane’s and my records, including early Seth sessions, was a long story of our doubts and gropings in an area in which we had no guidance except for our own explorations. Seth, Dreams … was rejected by three major publishers while Jane worked on it during 1966-67. She was still an unknown in the field; by mid-1966 she’d had only one small psychic book, How to Develop Your ESP Power, published. Our subject of interest itself was largely denied validity by the social, psychological, and scientific establishments. We were still operating alone, then, even though Jane had been speaking for Seth for about three years. In spite of all of her questions, however, her strong creative vitality — her intuitive insistence upon using her most unusual abilities — kept her focusing ahead, and I helped her as much as I could. I’m still astonished when I think of what Jane was to accomplish in the next few years.

[...] There in front of me was the lobby I had seen in my July dream — complete with the glassed-in gift area. [...]

[...] Just before the sessions began the idea of “The Idiot” came to me as a symbol of inner truth that appears to be complete nonsense to the reasoning mind at times; or at best, highly impractical in normal living. [...]

[...] The point is that once the play begins, the actors are so completely engrossed in their roles that they forget that they themselves wrote the play, constructed the sets or are even acting.

[...] She upset the whole floor, ran screaming up and down the halls, threw dishes at the nurses and was completely irrational.”

[...] When you weren’t looking he was apt to hit you over the head with a rock for something you had said ten years ago, and completely forgotten. [...]

[...] If these functions seem so automatic as to be performed by someone completely divorced from himself, it is because he has done the divorcing.

[...] It would seem ludicrous to suppose that such a vital matter as breathing would be left to a subordinate, almost completely divorced, poor-relative sort of a lesser personality.

[...] The freely working subconscious — or the inner you — is completely capable of taking care of all practical considerations and will use the ego as a tool to do so.

[...] We were both completely unacquainted with such ideas, yet, intuitively, we accepted them. [...]

[...] It maintains constant awareness and the ability to adjust itself in two completely different worlds, so to speak — one in which it meets little resistance in growing upward and one composed of much heavier elements into which it must grow downward. [...]

[...] They then accept it as a definite rule of nature, never realizing that just beyond their eyesight and just beyond their outer senses, this familiar tamed animal of a law changes appearance completely. So complete, in fact, is this transformation as to be in some cases unrecognizable. [...]

[...] You were capable of normal conversation; another part of your psyche was completely dissociated and waiting for your command. [...]

Therefore, these wires, continuing our analogy, will grow thick or thin, or change color completely, like some chameleon-like animal constantly camouflaging its true appearance by taking on the outward manifestations of each neighboring forest territory. [...]

It is caught between transforming itself completely into earth’s particular camouflage pattern, and retaining its original pattern. [...]

[...] Her laugh was completely different … as was her way of using words. [...]

[...] However, the elements that they know are, of course, camouflage patterns, that may show themselves in a completely different form somewhere else.

[...] (Or, someone might say, like dreaming vividly while awake.) But, for me, then, it was simply a completely new state of consciousness and awareness, a psychological experience like none I’d known before.

[...] All I saw were the vivid places and people, and I spoke in jerky quick sentences, sometimes with no effort to make complete sentences.

[...] In the twenty-seventh session, February 19, 1964, Seth told us we could dispense with the Ouija board completely. [...]