“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Seth:) You have tales, but tonight is not the night of telling. Now. I have been here and I have not intruded, because you are learning to collect and use energy on your own. I did, indeed, however stand in front of each one of you and looked into your faces and you did not see me. It is some experience to stand before another and see no comprehension in his face ... but I am used to it. Now. You (JB and SW) used your energy like a ball that a child plays with, both you and Ruburt. And you tossed it back and forth, but you did not collect and direct it properly, and we shall have to give you lessons. But you shall do the work.

(To WL) Now I am sitting here for my portrait. You may indeed get only our friend Ruburt. But then you may get more than your friend Ruburt. The camera may be comprehending, or it may not be comprehending.

I am painted on the wall. (Referring to Rob’s Seth protrait.)

I have said before that you have lived many lives and that you can know these existences within yourself. I am not afraid that we shall be kicked out of our apartment. And I also am quite sure that as you grow to know Ruburt and as you grow to know me you will realize that there is a difference in our personalities and that indeed... when I tell you that my vitality spans both space and time, then you will know that I know whereof I am speaking... and that this vitality is your own... Then feel it within yourselves... Now it is being used simply to let you know of its existence... but realize that it is within you for you to use as you will... for your own good... and you (WL) are not powerless. I have no body... and I am not powerless... How, therefore, can you feel helpless... or you... or any of you?

Now, in your terms, I am dead!(Very loud.) How can you then be less lively? Why is it that I must tell you what vitality is... when, in your terms, I am a gray ghost that flits through the darkness of the night... a face that peers through second-story windows (in reference to SW’s being frightened by a face that appeared at her window recently) and meets with no response but a sigh of horror. I visit my friends and they nearly faint. (SW apologized.)

I said: In your terms I was dead; in my terms, I am forever lively. (This to clarify a point being discussed by the class.

Now. Ruburt’s abilities were so strong since childhood that he feared using them, and so I am quite used to that development. On the other hand, I wanted someone with a strong-enough ego structure to contain what will amount to... 40 years of mediumistic experience. I needed a personality who would be able to maintain psychological stability.

I use many forms, and if you do not like them, I am sorry. Next time I shall be a willowy spiritual young woman, treading very softly, and I shall sing the Ave Maria as the glorious sun sinks in the west...and I shall tippy-toe to your window. And then from this light and spiritual form I will bellow.

What I want you to know is this: I come here, I hope, as an endearing personality with characteristics that you can understand. Now these characteristics have been mine, and they are mine, and I am who I say I am. And yet, the Seth that you know, and that you find so endearing and understandable is but a small portion of my reality... the portion that can relate with you most easily.

And this part that you see and that appears in this room... and that can show joy, and show its existence and reality, that can call to you beyond space and time, that shows such energy, that shows you what energy can blow through such a small and slight frame... that self is a small part of my reality. For some time yet, you will need its familiarity. And you will need the human characteristics that you know ... and that were mine...and they are still mine, for this self of mine that I show to you does still exist and grow. But beyond that self, there is another self, and still another self... of which I am fully aware. And that self can see through physical reality. And to that self, physical reality is like a breath of smoke in air ... and that self does not need the characteristics that you know and find so endearing. And yet it is not an unemotional self; it is a self that has condensed emotions; and, it is not distant.