“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Seth:) —and I thought you were on your good behavior because I was here. I will have to learn to be a Reverend Rock Drummer—and, I will keep the beat with you.

Our Lady from Venice over here is filled with questions that she would ask you. The questions tumble from her mind indeed like heavy blocks. And yet, you have not asked them. He is a good one to answer them for you. And he has answers for them.

Now, we have been sliding along again. Our Lady from Venice has made some progress, for since I spoke to you last, you finally took me to heart. I hoped for more from you. . . and you will surprise yourself. I am speaking to our young merchant from Venice over here.

Our other friend is playing with his crutches...tossing them in the air a bit...practicing a two-step without them. But we need more than that. You have book one of the material. I tell you that that information is practical information. You can put it to use. I am flattered that you pick it up and look at it now and then. You may have it bound in gold or leather and keep it as a keepsake. But it will do you little good unless you use it. You must become more aware of your inner selves.... They are not all that horrible. You still fear, as our Lady of Venice, that there is a cellar door... a cellar door to your mind—to your inner self. And, if you open it, all sorts of demons will emerge. And if there are any angels, the demons will gobble them up before you get to see them. Instead, I tell you, as I have told you before, you are more than you know. And it is up to you to find your own reality. I cannot give it to you. I can point you in the direction... but the experience is personal and the experience is subjective and the journey is one that you must make and that you must make alone. I cannot make it for you. I have my own journeys to make... and detours here. And any problems that you have I have had them... so look at me and know how indestructible you are!

I use Ruburt’s body with his permission because he is a friend of mine. You use your own bodies... they are the vehicles that you wear. As Ruburt would say, they’re the space garments you don in order to dwell upon your earth. They are not you... you use them... use them joyfully and gladly and well but do not identify with them for they are not you. I have used and discarded more bodies than I would desire to count. And had I really died with even one of those bodies, I would not be speaking to you now... and you would not be sitting beside me. For you have also spoken with many tongues. But again, coming here once a week may help you find yourself... it may point you in the right direction... but you will only find yourself when you journey inward. And by journeying inward I do not mean a quick and hasty and apologetic trip to your child memories. I do not mean an attempt to find out why you are frightened of spiders or have boils on your arm. I am speaking of a more extensive journey. And all of you know to what I am referring. Open up the gates of your consciousness while you sleep! You know you are more than what you refer to as your conscious I. But you should know it through experience! Open up the barriers in your daily lives... step outside of the self that you know—and you will solve your difficulties! You will solve them and you will know that you have done so. You will know that the ability is within yourself and you have used it—then you may hit me over the head with your crutches and I will laugh!