“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I went into my studio to get my car keys, etc. Out of the corner of my right eye I caught a glimpse of my oil painting, The Girl with The Violet Eyes, as I call it. It’s of a dream image I had on November 8, 1981, although I didn’t finish the painting until February 1983—one of the last I’ve done.

(At first I thought it was a trick of sunlight—which was quite diluted as it came through the room’s east windows—but all of a sudden I stopped to look at the painting as it sat on the shelf I’d built high up on the south wall just inside the door. For a moment I was almost transfixed—for the painting, I suddenly saw, was alive. The girl’s violet eyes stared down at me as though they would move behind their violet glasses at any moment. I stared. She stared back. And I felt life there. The flesh and hair and sweater looked alive even though they never moved. Yet I half expected them to. It was a meeting of eyes.

(Beside the girl’s portrait sat another small portrait of a man which I’d also finished this year, early. And when I looked at that one, I received the same wondrous feeling: It too was alive. In this portrait the man looks off to one side—yet those eyes too were on the point of moving. His opaque flesh had the quality of breathing....