“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I told Jane that I’d long given up trying to hammer out my next writing project, as Seth had mentioned I was trying to do in one of these recent deleted sessions. I was now simply trying to live each day, painting, working on the files, or in the yard, doing errands, and so forth. It’s all helped, although I don’t feel completely free physically yet. I’ve managed to come up with some new insights about painting, however, and have begun implementing them. I can already tell the difference in the work, and am very pleased with that. The insights, which seem rather obvious in retrospect, represent a sort of synthesis that I’ve been trying for in recent years.

(9:53.) To some extent both of you, and by your own choices, have established your own laboratory of the mind, in which you live your lives and examine them at the same time—and in which you try to view any maladies and dissatisfactions by different standards; and in a light that requires more of you, so that you do not rely as others do upon the comforts of conventionalized knowledge in any field.

You are, it seems, denied the easier satisfactions of accepted answers (pause), and to some extent denied the cozy comfort of shared beliefs. (Pause.) You are also, however, as Ruburt wrote, hampered it seems by old beliefs that still exert their hold. You are throwing out, to some extent, now, much of the accumulated nonsense of the centuries (emphatically), upon which people have often tragically built their lives and cultures.

The same applies to you, and I expect both of you, in the last halves of your lives, to demonstrate the bursts of creativity and new wisdom that should ideally appear in each life. Have him let himself go. Encourage him to follow his impulses to be the self that he is.

(Louder, and in answer to our talk earlier:) I am quite willing to hold as many sessions a week as suits your fancies. A point: I told you that the sessions must be fun—that is, creative, exploratory, and as free as possible – and, I add, not only for you but for me as well. I would not be here if I did not most of the time find it thoroughly enjoyable. There are moments when I wish I could jar you both enough so that you could perceive clearly the intimate, immediate and also far-reaching effect of your beliefs upon your lives. When I wish I could somehow make you understand that reality springs from your thoughts, and not the other way around, and that any given thought is far more real in basic terms than the table upon which Ruburt rests his foot (stamping upon the table with that foot). End of session. A fond and exuberant good evening.