“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Make whatever suitable necessary adjustments in terms of providing nursing care, but all in all it will work out much better to Ruburt’s advantage, and your own, to get him home, with whatever promptness is achievable. [...]

[...] The necessary medical help you might need can be achieved at home, but in any case your best solution lies in that immediate direction and in that necessary move. [...]

(I may have missed a word or two in the last paragraph, but it’s inconsequential.)

I know your cat meant no harm, and would regret depriving him of his playmate, except that when it is possible it is not only wise but advantageous to help any living creature, regardless of its stature in your scheme of things.

In comparison with a human’s construction of your cat, for example, the bug creates a limited one, but one that is nevertheless efficient and valid for his own purposes. [...]

[...] The bug then sees a gigantic but blurred, incomplete so to speak, cat image, which is surrounded by infrared solidity, which is significant to the bug in terms quite incomprehensible to you.

[...] She said Seth had wanted her to pick up the bug herself, but even while dictating she carried the parallel fear that the bug would bite. [...]

[...] (Pause.) At night you tune in to dreaming reality simply by closing out so-called waking reality, but the same kind of dream experience continues beneath your focus in waking life. Dreaming, you are still aware of your daily experience, but it is seemingly peripheral. Waking, your dream experience is peripheral also, but you are less aware of that condition. [...]

[...] You may not realize it, but your language actually structures your visual perception of objects. Sumari breaks down the usual patterning, therefore, but it also releases the nervous system from its structured response to any particular stimulus. [...]

[...] Words in a language function not only by defining what a specific object is, for example, but also by defining what it is not.⁴

[...] But the session hardly proved to be a short one. [...]

[...] Ruburt writes poetry by himself, but left alone, enjoys reading it later to others. [...] In fact, sometimes he writes poetry when he thinks that he should not be doing so, but instead doing something more responsible. [...]

[...] She’s received more on her own like this material, yesterday and today, but hasn’t typed it yet from her notes.

[...] Earlier she’d mentioned having a session to make up for last night, but as 9 PM passed I thought she’d decided to let it go once again because of her relaxed state. [...]

[...] But Seth seems to lay to rest our concerns here this evening. [...]

[...] It is, itself, the invisible universe that is everywhere implied within your world, but that becomes manifest to your perception only through historic time. [...] All That Is has no one image, but is within all images—and in parentheses: (whether or not they are manifest). [...]

[...] The genetic patterns for any given species reside, of course, primarily in that species’ genetic bank—but that genetic bank does not exist in isolation, but [is] invisibly connected with the genetic makeup of each other species (all very intently).

[...] In order to help Jane feel better, I speculated that he must have had his reasons for doing this, and that of course a certain amount of repetition is necessary in each book in a series: The restatements not only furnish a foundation for new material, but enable each book to be complete in itself. [...]

[...] She also thought of giving me the night off, by way of celebrating a bit because I’ve finished the notes for Mass Events, but I told her I’d rather keep the sessions going as long as both of us feel like it. [...]

[...] We don’t know why the delay, but the batch makes up for what we’d taken to be a drop in the volume of mail over the last month; Jane had worried about falling sales, or some such thing. [...]

You are not selling cosmetics now, and now Ruburt does not go door-to-door, but people come to you either physically or through their correspondence, and now you have far more to offer. [...]

[...] They write to you, or to me, but the questions are really addressed to the universe via this address.

[...] Most correspondents do not really expect you or me to solve their problems for them—but the hope is there that somehow the problems can be solved, and that the problems themselves are important.

[...] Not only in the case of a given substance in many bodies, for example, but any given body may utilize any given substance in quite diverse fashions, according to varying circumstances.

[...] The people involved first of all had been told by doctors—medical doctors—that they themselves had no control over their own disease, that the symptoms could be lessened somewhat—perhaps—but that there was no hope for recovery.

[...] The author gives such people a specific enemy, or evil: no more must they be battered with formless fears, but these become gathered together and focused into the dietary area. [...]

(4:13.) To that degree, the author offers them salvation: “You are good, but the food is bad.” [...]

[...] He does not have a beard but his face is prickly and dark. [...] His trousers are somehow strange, and he wears white shoes or not shoes, but his feet appear lighter, you see. [...]

Now, all of you in this room know but a small portion of your whole inner self. [...]

A strange fruit they see, it resembles a coconut but it is not one. [...]

[...] She “saw “ some of the surroundings but had no real projection.)

Ruburt might go on television for example 50 times—to be met by applause, acclaim and understanding, but in his reality, imaginatively, he would be met by scorn and derision. He need never go on television, but he must understand that the safety factor is built-in, and is dependable

(Jane didn’t know whether she wanted a session tonight or not, but I suggested she have at least a short one, so Seth could say something about her moving ability.)

[...] But the body does not hold a grudge, and so it has begun to respond to Ruburt’s new attitude—and the new attitude allows him to allow the body’s expression.

A few old hangovers, simply to be aired so they do not remain underground—this is old material—but Ruburt’s mother used to tell him that he destroyed everything he touched. [...]

[...] It is highly important, but it is, if you will forgive me, as natural as a cat’s whiskers. It is not some adjunct to nature, but a part of it.

(Long pause.) He also felt that the questioning power of the intellect was not just one of its functions — which it is — but its primary purpose, which it is not. [...] All of the beliefs connected with the sex were of course erroneous, but they were part and parcel of that “rational” framework itself.

[...] Not comic books, however, but a syndicated fantasy-adventure story to be run in color and take up a full Sunday newspaper page. [...] It was in black ‘line’, but also with flat washes of color. [...]

[...] I’d meant to save it, but instead the paper ended up bundled up with the trash for pickup this morning. [...]

[...] Jane started reading yesterday’s session, but didn’t do very well. [...]

[...] “I knew you could do it all along,” or, “I don’t know how you did it, but you did.” [...]

[...] Now I may or may not return, but I am, again, of course, present and approachable. [...]

It is not so much that he has been worrying—but at times he does think of the impediments that stand seemingly in his way. [...]

[...] Jane spoke rather rapidly and Bill couldn’t keep up verbatim-wise, but did get down most of the gist of what Seth was saying.

[...] I tried not to add to these unwittingly in order to make the content better, but did attempt to make them a little more readable.)

[...] He will then speak to you, but not as he would like to speak… He is now living in a town beginning with the letter A.

The cigarette was your own construction, representing your inner realization that the cigarette-smoking Ruburt was there but not present. [...]

[...] After breakfast I called to see if the bank was open today, since I wanted to open the account for Jane’s hospital fund, but it was closed for Washington’s birthday. [...]

[...] Both of us were still puzzled as to what’s been going on since Day 1. I told her I’d had another dream last night about our moving back to 458 West Water, but that I couldn’t recall it. [...]

[...] I may or may not return, but know that I am present and approachable.

[...] And I couldn’t see her doing that, especially if often she never even sees the typed session, but hears me read it to her. [...]

[...] You need not believe that the world of the newspapers does not exist, but you must believe that that world cannot threaten you.

[...] In so doing you not only help yourself but others as well, for they perceive your safety, and look for the reasons. [...]

[...] Any incident can serve to trigger such a difficulty, but the basic cause is as I have just given it. [...]

[...] She felt somewhat the same way before tonight’s session, but decided to try to hold it.)

These magical brushstrokes, however, are not simple representations on a flat surface, but alive, carrying within themselves all of the artist’s intent, but focused through the characteristics of each individual stroke.

[...] Do not consider them as separated from the greater reality of your being, but as a part of it. You do not exist outside of your psyche’s being, but within it. [...]

I am not saying that words cannot be used to describe the psyche, but they cannot define it. [...]

[...] You are still the wanderer, the journeyman or journey-woman — but you are also the vehicle and the environment. [...]

[...] However it is imperative that the idea be understood thoroughly, for here we have no vague and nebulous theory indeed, but a most practical and definite explanation of the manner in which you yourselves construct not only your own physical image, but indeed your own physical environment.

[...] In sleep the self becomes conscious of its dreams, but this does not mean that the dreams have not existed while you were not conscious of them. [...] But the ego cannot tune into that perceptive range.

The location does not exist within your physical system, but the dream location is a reality. [...] But here we are closer to that reality which is beyond space as you know it.

[...] She began her delivery with her eyes closed, but she spoke in a rather strong voice and in a very active manner. [...]

They are smaller than small, to be sure, but soon your scientific instruments will detect them; though I do not believe their significance will be understood. But many such units cannot by any stretch of the imagination be considered as particles in these terms; and while certain of their effects are detectable both chemically and electrically within your system, they cannot be examined directly with instruments.

[...] The interrelationship between units or systems is, therefore, between not only those that now appear actual to you, but between all systems or units that you assume to be future or past, with those that appear to be present.

[...] It may be generally said, but only generally, that the most advantageous system is that system which has great diversity of camouflage patterns, in that energy, always individualized, is then given expression within the system in different materializations, which then allow for further individualization to the benefit of the whole system.

We have discussed this before but it should not be forgotten in any of the discussions. [...]

[...] But the church wouldn’t approve of Seth, I said. [...] She was very uncomfortable, but no tears.

[...] She talked about how the one priest who put her to bed when she was but 3 or 4 years old would “play” with her sexually, and how Marie finally figured that out. [...] The first time they met, Jane said Father Rakin said to her when she was but 13: “You’re just too forward.” [...]

[...] “I believed what I wrote, but people said I’d grow out of it and have kids, and I was determined not to.” [...]

[...] “But I certainly felt the feminine part of you was the part you couldn’t trust,” she said. [...]

The individual is, again, a stranger, almost an alien, in his or her own environment, in which he must struggle to survive, not only against the “uncaring” forces of the immediate environment, but against the genetic determinism. [...]

(9:23.) It is not just that each person has his or her source in a “magical” dimension, from which his or her overall life emerges, but that the private source itself is a part of the very energy that upholds the entire planet and its inhabitants, and the overall construct that you understand as the universe.

Fields, or p-l-a-n-e-s (spelled) of interrelatedness connect all kinds of life, supporting it not through, say, just one system — a biological one or a spiritual one — but at every conceivable point of its existence. [...]

[...] When the erroneous belief systems and negativity connected with so-called rational reason apply, then it is as if our person sees the target, but instead of directing his attention to it he concentrates upon all of the different ways that his arrow could go wrong: It could fall to the left or the right, go too far or not far enough, break in the air, fall from his hand, or in multitudinous other ways betray his intent.

[...] The definite improvements are therefore the result of Ruburt’s determination, and your support, but also of the body’s resiliency when it is allowed to follow its natural impulses.

[...] He could not give in to that impulse yet, but before he would not have allowed it, because his position would then seem so hopeless in contrast. [...]

I have mentioned this before, but your environment is a symbol of your inner life and beliefs; one appears physical to you while the inner life does not. [...]

[...] It enjoys using its strength, so the pillow beating need not be necessarily tied in with the release of aggression alone, but can serve now simply as a way for the body to express its sensations. [...]