“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

When you were a boy and went off by yourself to draw, your mother often acted rejected. She was pleased—with your talent, per se, but she was jealous of you. At times you felt as a child that painting, or rather drawing, hurt her, and that also she might retaliate by withholding her support in other areas. You also used the drawing and your talent to some degree as a method of exerting your own independence from her oftentimes smothering love. You were told in so many words that it was selfish of you to spend so much time by yourself, for often even when you were with Loren (my younger brother), for example, you carried a circle of your own intent about you.

You cannot separate achievements from personality. “Being” is not that specific. You can say “Why did my artistic talent not mature when I was young?” Yet the dimensions of personality are such that basically the question is shallow. You could have been in those terms a successful, well-known artist. The dimensions of your being, however, demanded that you seek out questions beyond those of any known perspective, and to be the kind of artist you really wanted to be lifts you into a realm beyond the usually known.