“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

‘My bursting out of the elevator car, which was lifting me toward the house on the roof of the hospital building, and a new reality, is a close thing as I force my way free. I’m delayed by fixing the mechanism; repairing it means I still have things to do on the earth, as does the lady who was with me in the car. My almost waiting too long to get out of the car also stands for my grief for Jane, and for my intense questioning and speculating about ‘where she is’ now. I’m sure that she lives. I want to know more — yet I’m not ready to die now in order to find out. I feel sad, writing this and thinking of her.

[...] The inner senses have a strong immediacy, a delicious intensity that your outer senses lack. [...]

[...] It involves immediate perception of a direct nature, whose intensity varies according to what is being sensed. [...]

Suddenly, however, I entered a period of intense creative activity, ending a dry spell that had lasted for nearly a year. [...]