“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now: there are indeed heroic dimensions. There are heroic civilizations that coexist with your own.

You become aware of their existence, but in the meantime often your generations change, while theirs has not, and so they appear eternal in conventional terms. They are human. They are, however, heroically human, in that the characteristics of that species are carried as far as possible to fulfillment. On the other hand they followed a different kind of development, primarily a mental and psychic one that carried them into another kind of experience so different as to be alien in quality and degree.

In one way or another, the more powerful truths or facts of this “higher” dimension were interpreted and set down. Christ said that with faith you could move a mountain. He meant that quite literally. The world psyche is in transition. (Long pause.) Michelangelo lived, literally again, in the heroic dimension. Only his physical condition connected his reality with the known one. You can therefore inhabit the heroic dimensions in the most vital of ways while you still live on one level your recognized existence. Your beliefs form your reality. You are born on faith, in those terms. You believe you can write books and paint pictures, and you do.

Now: you are yourselves alive in the heroic dimension, and there your existences here are consciously-embarked-upon journeys. You keep track of them easily. The two dimensions are not separate, therefore. There is importance, significance in your suggestion that Ruburt send energy to his body, and in your suggestion that he look for the library, as there is in his new attraction to his painting.

(11:00.) You say that the books are Ruburt’s, yet I told you that you are also responsible, for your combined intents, purposes, and abilities combine to form “a super intent, a super purpose, a super ability,” and propel you into those heroic dimensions. Because you have so joined yourselves, divorced yourselves from many other more normal pursuits, so these abilities work in whatever area you operate.

When each of you doubt together, however, the effects are as strong, and quite as united (louder). In that regard you have not used your joint abilities to uphold your strengths. Much of your experience in the heroic dimensions occurs in the dream state, and is then somewhat distorted. You met your brother there—Dick—(who visited us last Monday, 11/24/75, with his wife, Ida) where his momentary understanding and illumination allowed him to appear. (On his visit Dick told us he has embarked upon the practice of transcendental meditation recently.) You saw also an Oriental version because his daughter (Teresa), who was also connected to him in an Oriental existence, was about to bear a male child.

Ruburt travels in the heroic dimensions, and the library exists there. There are rhythms to the psyche, and to your own relationship, with Ruburt, and with me. He often looks to you for signals, as you look to him for signals at other times. (Long pause.) Much of this is put in terms that you can understand. It must be in your language—your neurological language. There are languages that do not fit that pattern (intently). It is easy for you to think in terms of messages taking centuries to pass through space with your technology. In those terms only, some messages can take centuries to pass through the psyche—that greater psyche that straddles the eons.

Since the two of you together follow more or less the same pattern of reaction there, you are faced with spotty results. A child knows something will go away if you pretend it does not exist. To the adult this seems like the sheerest of nonsense; yet the child’s connections with the heroic dimension still remind him of that truth.

You dwell partially in the heroic dimension therefore, to a considerable-enough degree so that you can glimpse its existence. What I appear to be is your interpretation of what I am, and earlier this evening Ruburt dimly glimpsed that my apparent reality in a quite inferior version. It is enough, however, to give you an idea. I am filling the house with energy for you to use. I will also enlarge the frontiers of your dreams. I bid you a fond good evening.