“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Both of us have been rereading Seth’s own resolutions for the New Year frequently, as given on January 1, 1979. Before tonight’s session Jane read over the questions I’ve written out, derived from my reading of the 367th session. We discussed them briefly. I could list many more, but probably won’t. I still don’t think Seth would want to spend much time discussing that old material in any detail, since he’s said many times that focusing on what was wrong in the past is negative and self-defeating.

(Willy kept bugging me as I tried to make notes for this session—sitting as he does close to me on the couch, wanting to stare at me and be petted at the same time, while I try to accomplish something. “I hope Seth doesn’t talk too loud,” Jane said as we waited for him to come through, “or I might lose that tooth.” It was loose.)

Ruburt’s codicils represented a point of intuitional understanding, but he has not caught up to them in practical living.

A man who makes shoes may see his customers, but he will not know what roads his customers walk in his shoes—and you cannot know the mental and psychic changes for the better that the books are making in parents and their children. When you disapprove of yourselves, such factors escape you entirely, or become lost in other worries.

(A note: Seth’s material reminded me of his comments in the deleted 371st session for October 11, 1967. I read it last night; Seth answered my questions about what he sees when he looks at me, both as himself, and through Jane’s eyes. Very interesting, and material both of us had forgotten many years ago.)

(“Why has he waited so long to resume work on Mass Reality?”)

The answer to that is simple. You both insist upon applying quite intellectual concepts to creative work, and ignoring Ruburt’s natural rhythms. He works in great bursts of activity, but instead of understanding this, and trusting the quiet periods and the creative self, he is up in arms. The creative self is playful and spontaneous. It follows his natural rhythms. The fear of not producing, however, can inhibit his productivity, and wear him out with worry.

I suggest that each day he write what comes to mind for a while, for his next book is here as surely as the past ones are.

(I raised a hand before Seth could slip away. “How about his dream last night? Did he remember enough of it to interpret it correctly?”

(“He’s been trying to recall the identity of a certain individual in the dream, but can’t quite get it.”)