“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Ruburt is not fully familiarized with the material. He must be indeed fully committed to the experimentation and work in which we are all involved. He should be clear in his mind as to what I have said about myself, and what I have not said.

His work with the material can and should weld his emotions and intellect together in a strong powerful force, but not when he attempts to copy others, or on his own uses words that personally annoy him, to express or interpret the material to others.

It is a springboard, and he needed the springboard. Unfortunately the subject was too tender. He could not allow undistorted material about it. Nor would it have been helpful had he known about it in advance. It was his problem and he worked it out in his own way. To solve it for him is never possible. Never in the long run possible.

Had I told him, had I been able to, he would have recreated the problem in other terms, and worked it out in other ways. I did tell him, strongly, to finish the book, because until it was finished he did not even perceive the problem. He had to see the book in its completed form in order to perceive the inner condition.

You know that he worked through problems, then, both physically and creatively. Now I have told you this evening, or I have told him, the direction in which to move. I can do no more. Nor at this point could I do less. The material is his guidepost.

(“What do you think of the book he’s been working on?”)

(“Do you think I was sounding off earlier, when I talked about doing some great work painting?)

You spoke earlier of tragedies, and I do not understand you. Great work stands alone. It is a triumph of the human spirit, and it always grows out of experience. As an egotistical creature, alone, you would not choose the experience, even though great work resulted from it. (Smile, and intent delivery.)

Learning involves your whole being. Great work is a result of great learning. It is not the result of seeing easy answers scribbled magically upon a blackboard. The flowers thrust themselves up through soil, but they hardly consider the soil or thrusting a tragedy, nor resent the time spent in the frozen earth, for they realize the frozen earth is a condition of their blossoming—a challenge that is an aid, not a hindrance. The light does not resent the darkness which it illuminates, you see? Your inner self is aware of this.