“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He said he’d be up to see her, but is keeping tabs on her through records.

[...] It is true that your thoughts and emotions and beliefs form the reality that you experience — but it is also true that this creative construction is, in a manner of speaking, magically formed. [...]

This does not mean that you must forever remain in ignorance, but it does mean that there are different kinds of knowledge, and that all of your information does not come by reasoning alone. [...]

[...] In a very short session Seth said it was related, but didn’t go into any details, so other factors are involved. [...]

[...] But again we stopped using the medication. [...]

We haven’t had a chance to ask Seth about this yet, but will the next time we hold a session. [...]

[...] I don’t want to be simplistic here, but for some years I’ve been concerned that those living in large metropolitan centers miss a certain daily, vital participation in the very environment within which by far most of the life forms on earth exist. I’m not sure what percentage of the human population now lives in urban areas, but it must be high, and climbing. [...]

[...] But that coon could kill even a big dog, if it got cornered.” [...]

Jane’s delivery for Seth was hardly fast this evening, but still she paced the session quite a bit more rapidly than she had the one for last Tuesday night. [...]

[...] Science cannot be blamed for saying that its methods are not conducive to the study of this or that area of experience—but science should at least be rapped on the knuckles smartly if it automatically rejects such behavior as valid, legitimate or real, or when it attempts to place such events outside of the realm of actuality. [...]

(It isn’t necessary to go into dates and other details here; but several days before we were told that the Bach story’s originally scheduled appearance in late October had been postponed, Jane had a vivid dream giving her that literal information. [...]

[...] Once more, you will not be sick if you think you are well — but there may be other ideas that make you believe in the necessity for poor health.

[...] The conscious mind could not handle all that data, but those functions perfectly mirror your consciously held ideas and beliefs.

[...] Our house was turning noisy but she showed no signs whatever of unease. [...]

[...] The body at each instant accurately reflects the inner state, but in your terms with some necessary time lag. [...]

[...] He was on the right path before, but consciously he did not recognize it. [...]

Now this distortion may possibly be a hangover from a previous existence, but it is a distortion. [...] You are in an entirely new environment, but you are still beset by certain personality tendencies that are yours.

[...] But there are many who will need a more intellectual approach, and I hope we shall supply it.

[...] But there is still a chance for you to insure his recovery.

[...] The cat was not hurt, now, simply to give you a chance to support it, but the chance is there.

[...] We hinted at them when we discussed mental enzymes, but you were not ready for a more thorough discussion.

[...] Chemicals as you know them, body chemicals, are physical, but they are the propellants of this thought energy, containing within them all the codified data necessary for translating any thought or image into physical actuality. [...]

Chemicals are released through the body through the skin and pore systems, in an invisible but definite pseudophysical formation. [...]

[...] It appears within the physical system, but apart from it. [...]

[...] But many of you form guilts for which there is no adequate cause, and you saddle yourselves with these guilts without reason. [...]

[...] Within your system, to kill is obviously a moral crime, but to kill another in punishment only compounds the original error. [...]

Now: I can’t compete with a sausage sandwich — but then, you do not have a sausage sandwich now. [...]

[...] I picked him up, but his claws on Jane’s leg brought her out of trance. [...]

[...] I’ll do an intro if you want, and you can too, or you-know-who can also — but you’re going to be the one who does that book.”

Now I may or may not return, according to those rhythms of which I speak, but know that I am “present” and approachable.

[...] Lynn said the hospital even has a list of Russian words, but that Karina doesn’t respond adequately to them — perhaps they’re poorly pronounced, say.

Dates are but designations applied to the days.

I could only reply this evening—as I had at the time—that I was glad she’d had her perception, but that consciously I hadn’t been aware of any bodily changes. [...] But such associations aren’t nearly as easy to foresee as they are to understand in retrospect.

[...] I suggested quickly showing her an article I’d recently filed on the subject, but she didn’t want to see it.

[...] Actually, I feel like I’m in a trance,” Jane said with unwitting humor, “but not the right one….” [...]

[...] “But I’ve seen you sleeping before, and I knew the difference.

(I remembered making the remarks, but hadn’t realized her reactions to them, although I had noticed her increased impairment walking. [...]

These repressed feelings grew just beyond the reach of consciousness, and just below the reach of consciousness, but almost consciously he began to wonder, to judge his condition now with what it must be. [...]

[...] Playfully now, for the relaxation and joy of doing it, let yourselves imagine the things you want to do, as a creative game, because of the intrinsic pleasure involved but without Ruburt expecting, or rather demanding, instantaneous results.

The results will come, but not if he checks constantly for them. [...]

A side point here, but with some reference: his mother always told him that he would destroy those he loved, and he feared that any success of his might show you up if you had not achieved your own. [...]

[...] Here on awakening he was confronted with the intuitive knowledge of what he had done, not only since the tour but to varying degrees before it. [...]

[...] The idea of napping evocatively brings it to mind in less severe form, so that a nap was not a creative refreshing time, but a cop-out. [...]

[...] She said that at the end Seth had another remark to make, but that she didn’t have the energy to get it out: “And thank you for fixing my chair.” [...]

[...] Yet by their nature such categories structure your experience of reality itself to such an extent that any alternate ways of perceiving life seem not only untrustworthy, but completely impossible.

[...] Now these serve as quite handy reference points, but basically speaking they in no way affect the natural experience of those various living creatures that you refer to as “other species.”

[...] It is perhaps difficult for you to realize that these are written and verbalized categories that in no real manner tell you anything about the actual experience of other creatures — but only note habits, tendencies, and separations of the most exterior nature.

[...] You must look with your intuitions and creative instincts at the creatures about you, seeing them not as other species with certain habits, not as inferior properties of the earth, to be dissected, but as living examples of the nature of the universe, in constant being and transformation.

[...] But their increasing frequency alarmed us considerably today. [...]

Once they are recognized then they can be met and dealt with, but they cannot be intellectualized away, and denied while smothering them and pretending that they do not exist.

[...] We thought it was the end but—)

[...] By this I wanted to show Jane that I wasn’t trying to tell her how to run things—but seemingly this remark instead rearroused Jane’s fears that she couldn’t insist upon action from Eleanor so quickly. [...]

[...] The stool was no longer comfortable simply because his muscles were stretching further, but his fear at the seeming poor performance previously led him to some negative projections. Then he had to deal with them, which he did, but they were not necessary.

[...] No contradictions are involved, but the imagery involves the assumption of physical mobility.

[...] But the body is composed of living, responding atoms and molecules. [...]

The stuff of the body should not be considered as some metaphysical result, then, but as a living gestalt of responsive flesh. [...]

[...] Now the soul can live, and does, in many forms — some physical and some not, but while you are material, the body is the living soul. [...]

[...] You need not force an issue, but remind him.

You fear overinfluencing him, but since your influence is considerable in any case, this is a good time to use it. [...]

Tell him I am smiling, but I am telling him to trust himself and not look to others for readings. [...] Some of his later writing will deal with me, with Ruburt’s class, but in ways he does not suspect. [...]

[...] Their connections are good in waking life, but their relationship goes far deeper. [...]

[...] Tam knew the purposes of Adventures from the beginning—as did Ruburt, but neither of them could act on that knowledge consciously, for it did not serve as yet their conscious purposes.

Now you two are in the clear, with the basic dilemma out, being acted upon, worked through and faced; but the habits must also be combated by Ruburt writing out those thoughts and feelings daily. [...]

[...] Your father represented your father, but he also stood for your version of the race [species] of man itself, of the nameless old men seemingly worn down by age, the lack of communication between nameless fathers and sons. [...] Through expression of the words, but also through your art, for you saw all art as an expression of love, a love in which the old man and civilization was ultimately held.

[...] But interestingly, she ran into conflicts between her old method, in which she used mostly transparent color, and the new one, which, she complained in her frustration, was “muddy, and lacking vitality. [...]

[...] [I’ve also had others in which Jane was okay physically – walking well, and so forth.] “But what happens,” I asked, as we waited for the session to begin, “after I have the dream about you, for example? [...]

[...] But she was blue earlier today, when various portions of her anatomy bothered her. [...]

The distinctions formed by the outer senses therefore actually limit perception as a whole, while intensifying it into a small but vivid, seemingly enclosed radius of reality. [...]

Mental energy, indeed, is an attribute of personality; but personality survives the physical frame as it existed before the physical frame, and indeed created the physical frame. [...]

[...] An idea is hardly a closed system, but the reality of an idea, its growth and potential, comes much closer to a description of the characteristics of the universe than any current theory.

[...] The inner senses, when the physical body is relaxed, will carry you through the imaginary boundaries, but a conscious focus upon the boundaries to be passed through will tend to reinforce them. [...]