“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

You feel that your needed solitude implies a rejection of the world. When one person comes to the door, personal acquaintance or stranger, it is the world knocking. You fear that that person will feel the same rejection that it seems to you your mothers felt.

(9:49.)...There is more here.... Give us a moment. I am now not speaking simply of personal events from your childhoods, or saying that you are mechanically operating now in certain fashions because of them. I am saying that your experiences led you to certain sets of beliefs. In school, ordinary society in adulthood—these were all scheduled toward outward activity. You have gone your own ways, but in some cases you are still hampered by old beliefs. People will not be personally hurt if you honestly state your position. In fact, your ambiguity puts them in an odd position, for you say one thing and mean another. They can feel the difference. When Frank asks Ruburt frankly—if you will excuse the pun (amused)—“Are you working? Am I bothering you?” and Ruburt smiles sweetly and says “No, that is fine,” then Frank is faced with Ruburt’s smiling countenance, while his intuitions tell him something else entirely.

It does not matter that Friday night in particular is the time, or that one or two nights, or four nights, in a month are given to social behavior, but that you clearly differentiate, and make that clear.

No one can assess the quality of a life. The body in some respects has its own innocent life—a part of yours, but apart from it in certain respects. It will seed the earth, and so it knows its death is not death.

People are reborn in themselves time and time again. There is more than one adulthood in one life. You are, all in all, using your earthly time well, shoving into it birth after birth. There are accelerations that occur, or that do not occur, by which people renew themselves. They shed old beliefs as snakes shed skins, and they literally begin new existences. You are doing this.