“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Seth explains exactly how we translate thoughts into physical reality. To our knowledge, this explanation is original with the Seth Material To say the least, the supposition that we actually create matter gives rise to all kinds of questions, and Rob and I have considered many of them at one time or another. Was Seth saying that we created tables and chairs as well as events? And when we were ill, were we creating our own disease? If we create reality to begin with, then can we change it for the better?

“No particular object “exists long enough” as an indivisible, rigid, or identical thing to change with age. The energy behind it weakens. The physical pattern therefore blurs. After a certain point each re-creation becomes less perfect from your standpoint. After many such re-creations that have been unperceived by you, then you notice a difference and assume that a change … has occurred. The actual material that seems to make up the object has completely disappeared many times, and the pattern has been completely filled again with new matter. …

Suddenly I saw Bill’s and Rob’s expressions change. They’d been standing in the middle of the room, laughing at me. Now Rob whitened. Bill’s mouth dropped down. “What’s wrong?” I said.

Bill and I noticed at the same time that Jane’s animated features were changing. As she spoke to us, her jaw became more square in outline against her long black hair. Her nose enlarged. Her mouth acquired heavier, thicker, and wider lips as they moved with her speech, and her neck thickened. Neither Bill or I noted any change in her eyes or forehead.

At our request, Jane remained standing where she was. There was no doubt about what we saw. The effect lasted for perhaps a minute or two. The room was well lighted. The change in Jane’s features seemed to take place on a plane an inch or so in front of Jane’s actual physical features. The new set of features might have been suspended on a clear screen of some kind. As I watched them I saw or sensed behind them—or through them—Jane’s real features as I knew them.