“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(After Jane and I had spent an hour talking about the time spent in chores, seeing visitors, other interruptions, etc.)

You would not go shopping or do any chores you did not absolutely need to do. Your work would be clear and unimpeded. It would dictate what decisions you made. You felt like working and so you worked. It would make little difference, and this applies to each of you, whether you worked 12 hours for three days straight, or whether you worked more regular hours. Following your inclinations, you would discover your own prime working creative rhythm.

On other occasions you would not feel like working. You would not force yourself to work on those occasions, for your natural need for play of some kind —outings or guests—would then assert themselves. You would enjoy chores done then, for your body and mind would both be refreshed by the different activities.

You would be working intensely when you work, and your relaxation periods would be far more refreshing. Your work would come easier. The irritations are caused by blockages. You do chores often when you feel like working, and often when there is no real necessity to do them. The few, very few, daily necessary chores are minute. On the other hand, you often work when you do not feel like it, but need other refreshment, simply because of course you have already tired yourself through the ensuing dilemmas.

It means trusting yourself, following your own rhythms, riding the thrust, the aggressive and joyful thrust of your creativity full blast, so to speak. But it also means no artificial rules. It is simplistic to say that you need food to work, and yet going out into the world in such a manner does indeed become its own creative endeavor when it is clearly embarked upon. If you follow my advice, a natural balance will result. The chores will get done, but they will no longer be chores. Your guests will be enjoyed because you will see them when you naturally feel so inclined.

Then you do not resent the afternoon rackets, but accept neighborhood noises as the world’s activity, and it becomes—though you will not believe me—a refreshing and needed counterpoint. Otherwise you find yourselves never fully pleased with what you are doing while you are doing it, and caught up in circles of resentment. You deny yourselves, say, guests when you feel like having them, because you have already done chores that did not particularly need to be done, because you thought you should, when you felt like working.