“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

As you know however, it is almost impossible for you to be aware of the full perceptions possible, for the ego would never stand for it. Oftentimes, even in simple dreams, you feel concepts, you understand a particular piece of information, without a word having been spoken.

If the experience of Ruburt’s had merely been this, it still would have been pertinent, for when you understand a concept in such a manner, you never forget it. The knowledge becomes part of your physical cells, and of your own electromagnetic structure.

I want to make this clearer however. Suppose that you suddenly understand the concept of oneness with the universe, and that this particular inner sense of feeling concepts is to be used. You would then construct, as you construct dream images, a multitudinous variety of shapes and forms meant to represent the complicated varieties of life. You would then have the experience of entering into each of these lives. You would not think what it was like to be a bird, you would momentarily be a bird. This does involve a projection of sorts, and yet it still must be called a pseudoprojection.

A valid projection you see would involve the actual projection of one of your forms, so that it actually did enter these various other forms.

Your consciousness is far divorced from the physical organism, and it would be dangerous to stay away for any extended period of physical time. It would for example be quite possible to return to the physical body from this form, and not recognize it as your own. We would not want you to have such an experience. There is confusion and disorientation that can occur, using this third form. You need have no worries however, since as a rule your excursions will be along the lines of your own development.

Using this third form, there would be a tendency for you not to recognize your own physical situation. It would be difficult to carry the memories of the present ego personality with you. This third form is the vehicle of the inner self. The disorientation that it feels is the disorientation, you see, that it will feel when the physical body is deserted, or at the point of death.

(“Something repeated, perhaps, though I am not certain, five times.” Seth wasn’t positive here. We believe he was getting at the construction of the drawing on page 1 of the object. The three sections of milkweed pod shown are made up groups of lines; each group contains about the same number and arrangement of lines, whether one would consider them black or white. One could find arrangements of five lines in each of these groups, but could also count more or less, depending on approach. We believe the idea of repetition here to be valid.

(“Four vertical lines,” While giving this data Jane held the object vertically, as indicated by T on page 4. The data is too general to be sure; the drawing on page 1 would have some upright lines in it while the object is held vertically, but nothing exactly vertical.

(I fell back to sleep at once after seeing Jane return to bed at 1 AM. Jane said she remembered that the two cats were very noisy as they played together in the dark apartment, and that she remembered wishing they would stop. But she had no memory of getting up a second time, dressing, etc., to put cat number two out again.)

(Seth called it a night, presumably, at 11:30, but then returned, still in a fine and smiling mood. He said Jane would not like the sleepwalking idea, which Jane confirmed later. He also told Marilyn Wilbur that he saw her, through Jane’s eyes, as an individual—a question Marilyn had raised earlier in the evening. In the past on various occasions Seth has said he usually sees witnesses, and myself, as a composite electromagnetic image that embodies our past, present and future, as well as these attributes in whatever other lives we might have had. He has explained that this is easier, usually, than focusing so sharply on the one physical and psychic personality in our temporal now.

13) initials S.G.—that seems as if that would apply to the Gallaghers…ha, ha.