“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The physical act of writing itself takes time. Basically, however, creative acts, the acts of insight, intuition, of revelation, do not take time in the same fashion. They often appear suddenly. A moment’s insight, for example—a moment’s—might carry you in a flash where your intellect alone could not travel in years.

It might take you years, possibly, to thoroughly discuss all of the ramifications of that insight, but the original creation comes from Framework 2 into your time. Taking it for granted, again, that physical limitations of time exist. Nevertheless when you become overly concerned with the seeming shortness or lack of time, it is almost always because you have fallen back to conventional ideas: you have only so many moments in a day. But the conventional version says, really, that those are surface moments; that you, say, run from one to the next, as if time were a moving sidewalk with the past moment vanishing forever.

No one can steal your time, or in any given moment prevent you from using your creativity. The belief, however, can certainly make that appear true.

I am not saying that you should not have regular working hours. I am saying that you should change your beliefs concerning the nature of time and creativity—and for Ruburt, time, creativity, responsibility, and work. (Pause.) If you become more aware of those issues, the time that you have, all of it, will quite literally seem to expand. Ruburt in one moment is often mulling over and mentally arranging his time. Figuring out how he will get such-and-such done an hour or two hours from then—so he foreshortens the moment, in that it becomes far less full than it is capable of being for him.

Each physical moment is literally filled to the brim with the unceasing vitality of Framework 2. Regardless of what you are doing at any given time, the creative abilities are always active, and they seize upon the most mundane circumstances as well as the most profound, seeking to bring to the surface of consciousness the greater dimensions of awareness that are possible.

Ruburt has been thinking too much in terms of responsibility and work again. The attitude turns beloved projects into pursuits that must be performed along the surface of the moments. He has begun Seven, and so it must be finished (underlined), because, while he loves the book, he has begun to think of it as “work.” So poetry lately, again, does not fit in, for he must have a certain number of pages to show “that he has used his time properly.”

(10:27.) Give us a moment.... Now: Pocket Books did not know what to do with Seven. (See my question in session 842.) It was fiction, and yet they were aware of Ruburt’s psychic reputation. (Pause.) There were indeed problems within the firm, and the editor who liked the book was let go and unable to follow through as she would have liked.