“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] At the moment I must be putting them off, but eventually we’ll deal with them all. [...] I told Jane that I regretted starting that whole business, but she responded by saying that we’d have to do it sometime, probably, so we might as well go through with it. [...]

I made recommendations, but they seem to take too much effort to follow (quietly ironic) as far as Ruburt is concerned. [...] But a change of hours now and then is excellent, as far as Ruburt is concerned in particular. [...]

[...] She has done some excellent writing on heroic themes in recent days, but hasn’t plunged into her library yet. [...]

[...] Those are the ideas you are combating—not simply Freudian or Darwinian concepts from your lifetimes, but the accumulated misinformation from that historic past. [...]

(Jane has kept the session for April 30 in mind, but hasn’t tried any self-hypnosis yet. [...] I’d had the idea of starting right in trying to hypnotize her, but thought better of it. [...]

[...] She’d started out trying to read the session, but did poorly, so I finished reading it to her by 4:25. [...] “Well,” she said, “I got pretty damned upset this afternoon, and I’m not comfortable, but maybe if I have a smoke and calm down I can have a brief session. [...]

[...] Her Seth voice still wasn’t as clear as it usually is, nor was her “regular” voice, but both voices today were much improved over their condition yesterday. Her delivery today was faster, but her voice still wasn’t very strong. [...]

This does not mean those emotions should be concentrated upon, but acknowledged and expressed. [...]

[...] So much of a person shows to the person, but much of an individual’s world view is hidden. [...]

[...] But they exist also amid your attitudes concerning the culture, your age, and the time that it seems must be involved with painting. [...]

[...] It is rather futile to ever wish that you were both “at one with the world,” or to imagine yourselves following its beliefs blindly, but in blissful ignorance.

[...] There are strains connected with the route you have chosen, but at least you have the hopes of accomplishment—and, if you will forgive me —the creative joy of an honest pursuit. [...]

[...] The personality then irresponsible but full of gaiety, with some effeminate characteristics from an earlier 9th century life. [...]

A musical talent but without the discipline or desire to perfect the gift. [...]

[...] This time of very poor circumstances, but of somewhat moral caliber. [...]

(Pause.) You were a member of a band of such men, dealing honorably enough with wares, but cut off from the main stream of civilized endeavors. [...]

A brilliant mathematician or scientist, or even an artist, or an accepted genius in any field, can be an emotional incompetent, but no one considers him as retarded. I am not speaking now of eccentric behavior on the part of, say, creative people or anyone else, but of a lack of understanding of emotional values.

Just before the session she showed me a page of notes she’d picked up from Seth today, about the subject matter for tonight’s session—but we had no time in which to discuss them.)

[...] Your technology, however, as it stands, has to some important degree—but not entirely—been based upon a scientific philosophy that denies the very idea of value fulfillment. [...]

[...] My second thought was to leave the paragraph as it is—but to add the two bracketed inserts for greater clarity. [...]

[...] Granted the effects were not large, but they were definite. [...] He sent out the thoughts with full confidence, but in almost a playful manner, thinking merely of extra money.

He did not think of what he lacked, but of what he wanted. [...] He wanted brilliant teeth (humorously) for the visit of your Aerofranz (Tam Mossman), and he gave a quick but direct message when he made the phone call, that an appointment would be available before your friend arrived.

[...] You see the color and the brush strokes but you do not see the inner workings that led you to produce those particular brush strokes. You know they are there, the inner meanings, but you do not see them in physical terms. [...]

It does what you want it to do, in other words, but it still contains abilities of which you have little knowledge, and sources of information that belong to the entire entity of which you are but a part. [...]

According to Seth, our own desires, focuses, and intents dictate what inner information we draw from the endless fields available; for he sees all knowledge existing at once, not as dry data or records, but enlivened by the consciousness that perceives it. The minds of the past and future are open to us, or at least their contents are, not in a parasitic relationship but in a lively give-and-take, in which knowledge from each time period enriches every other historical era. [...]

[...] But what dictation! For this manuscript not only presented a fascinating picture of a genius at work, but gave specialized knowledge of a field — art — in which I am at best an amateur. [...]

[...] The triumphs and defeats of any given day have more or less vanished, but those nightly hours are somehow contained in these pages, and to that extent they endure.

I know very well that there were evenings when I “should” have held our regular Seth session, but didn’t, for reasons also forgotten. [...]

Remember that I told you you may visit not only the past, present or future as it exists or will exist in your terms, but you may also visit realities that never existed physically. [...] You may, therefore, visit a museum that was planned in the sixteenth century but never built. [...]

[...] When these dreams are unusually vivid, then the ego is aware and participating, but generally it is not using its critical faculties. As you know, you can become critically alert, but when you do so, you realize that you are not in your normal waking condition.

[...] I told her that the swings fascinated me, but scared me also, because they were so high. [...] This should have been a clue to me that I was dreaming, but instead I explained rapidly that I am an excellent hiker. [...]

The next thing I knew, I was out in the living room having some difficulty standing on the floor, but bumping up and down a few feet above the rug. This, in itself, should have told me that I was out of my body, but the realization didn’t come. [...]

[...] She’d planned to turn her easy chair around so that she could look out at the street lights, but instead she found herself admiring the bookcase that the chair already faced. By now her voice had acquired a hard-to-define richer quality, joyous but subdued.

(Long pause.) The emotions connected with these bridge beliefs may indeed surprise you, but standing upon such unifying structures you are also free to let the emotional flow sweep past, feeling it, but aware for the first time, perhaps, of the origin of those feelings in your beliefs, and no longer afraid of being swept away by them.

[...] On second thought, however, you will realize that another belief blocked that one from your view, but that you were always aware of it; and that in a strange way it was also invisible because you took it for granted. You did not consider it a belief about reality but as reality itself, and never questioned it.

[...] “But words are such poor things to describe the effects,” she said more than once. [...]

[...] But because I am your friend, pay heed to what I say. [...] But when you are not open, not only are you imprisoned by the moment, but you are not able to enjoy even that fully.

[...] Jane began speaking in a rather normal voice, but before long it began to deepen and strengthen. The volume increased a little, but the lower key and a peculiar heavy monotone her voice acquired cut across the noise. [...]

[...] I mentioned that value fulfillment seems, and is to some small degree, dependent upon time as you know it, but this merely reflects upon the manner in which you perceive time, and in no way alters the simultaneous nature of value fulfillment, which grows in dimension but is not dependent upon time as you know it.

[...] For all your ideas of time are illusion, not merely philosophical illusions, but delusions as far as any basic reality is concerned.

(Jane then said she had a bunch of concepts to tell us about, but didn’t want to experience them now, so she called to me. [...] She said she didn’t know how or what she used to speak to me, but had hold of something. At one period Jane was going to shout “forget it” to the voice, but she couldn’t find her voice to do so.

It will be thought at first that an error was made on the part of one in the ship who worked certain controls, but other data from other controls will prove that no error was made. It would seem minute, a matter of only a few degrees in measurements, but highly significant.

[...] She was quiet now but it took some minutes before John and I could coax her out of trance. [...] When her movements started I called loudly to her but did not get through.

(It wasn’t clear, Jane said, extremely difficult to put into words, but she found while speaking the appropriate lines that she was a giant, looking at John and me in the room, although her eyes were closed. [...] Everything maintained its relative scale, but there was this enormous feeling of growth, as though each of us grew to the size of elephants, Jane said.

[...] Mammals return as mammals, for example, but the species can change within that classification.¹ This provides great genetic strength, and consciousnesses in those classifications have chosen them because of their own propensities and purposes. [...] They are much more intimately aware of their environment, of themselves as separate from it, but also of themselves as a part of it (intently). In that regard, their experience deals with relationships of another kind.

2. Seth has told us almost from the beginning of the sessions that in our terms the earth we know is but the latest in a series of earths that have existed in the same “space,” or “value climate of psychological reality.” [...] The idea of taking up the same space is erroneous to begin with, but I don’t see how we can avoid such terms and still make any sense to you.”

[...] I had only a little success delineating terms like “phylum” and “genus,” since I didn’t have a dictionary handy to refresh my own memory; however, I did help her understand that mammals aren’t a subspecies of any other group, but are themselves a major class of warm-blooded creatures.

[...] The picture of the world is not only the result of those messages transmitted and received, however, but is also caused by the relationships between those messages. [...]

This creation involves not merely the juggling of energy units and fields, from one form to another, but also involves the setting up of new fields. This is oftentimes the result of value fulfillment, in which case all the given possibilities are bound to emerge, but each emergence is in the truest sense a creation.

Creation, therefore, constantly continues, and not always along the lines of old patterns, but by means of completely different patterns. And another small but interesting point: On your own plane, there is a subconscious storehouse of knowledge, whereby it is known in a condensed fashion, by all molecules and atoms, exactly which variant or evolutionary attempts have been made, with what results—and always with an eye out, so to speak, for circumstances that might fit forms once adopted with failure, or to attempt other forms for which present circumstances may not be right. [...]

[...] But during this reading witnesses could take notes, etc., or approach the material in any way they saw fit. We keep but one copy on hand, so cannot let the material off the premises.

[...] An idea on your plane gives birth to physical constructions, but the idea itself is merely a translation of another reality, which gave birth to it.

The ideals were mouthed but not believed. [...] In one way they act as physicians, but they are also the patient who dies.

I understand your concern, but obviously had a reason for my request. [...] Ruburt is doing much better in this respect, but not so well yet that a voice with a question is enough to change the level of the trance when the question is a highly significant one. [...]

If he can adapt in this life to another vital but different role, then he could live; but to some extent, basically, with a different alignment, in your terms only, taking on the problems of the next reincarnation without changing physical forms. [...]

[...] She acknowledged faintly, without moving, but in five minutes her eyes were open. [...] Jane wanted me to touch her, she now said, but was unable to tell me to.

[...] When I saw her, I suggested that we both go to Jane’s house to let her know we were out-of-body, but Sue wanted to talk instead. We talked for some time, but now I can’t remember the conversation. [...] Either the shadow in the room was freaking me out or the eyes were wide open but blank. [...]

Now I had trouble staying out of my body but found that by exhaling I could keep myself in the astral one. Once I went back in my body, got up and thought I did so physically and was in a normal state, but then I saw my body on the bed …

[...] I had a dentist’s appointment later in the day, but in the morning I lay down at 9:30, specifically to try a projection from the dream state. [...] Disappointed but determined, I set the alarm for 11:15 and tried again. [...]

[...] I went into the bedroom, but the bed was as I left it, only empty. [...] “Why can’t we see it?” We discussed what had happened so far, but couldn’t solve the mystery. [...]

[...] There were other homes about, but each one had a feeling of privacy amid its thick insulation of trees. [...] Streets — without sidewalks — passed the hill house on but two sides, at the southwest corner, and each one dead-ended less than a block away. [...]

[...] This does not mean that these people may not be creative, or organizers, or teachers, but the primary slant of their consciousness will be directed to healing. [...] They may work on assembly lines, for that matter, but if so they will be healers by intent or temperament.

(But, I think, in those terms there can be an appreciable lag before an original perception-event takes on any special significance for the concerned person or persons. [...]

[...] During that period we held the 737th session [on February 17], but since we weren’t consciously concerned with that particular place then, we neither talked about it nor asked Seth to comment; instead, on his own during the session, Seth discussed the house on Foster Avenue as representing a probability, and a pretty likely one, that we could choose to explore. [...]

(Shortly after the mass began, I became aware of what seemed to be solid but invisible waves that beat against both ears externally. [...] I tried to increase the sensation by concentrating, for instance, on hearing the sound with my left knee when the sensation was strong there, but did not succeed especially. [...]

It is extremely difficult, but it is possible for the human system to close off, for all practical purposes, a channel that has been used for the flow of such an impeding action. The channel may automatically disappear, but the action itself can never be withdrawn.

[...] Traffic noise was more audible than usual but Jane appeared unaffected. [...]

What you call suggestion, to return to our present subject matter, is but a projection into the physical universe of data that operates constantly, as a basis for, and within, action. [...]

Inevitably, however, much had to be omitted from The Way Toward Health as it’s presented here — not Seth’s material, but from Jane’s and my work and notes. [...] (I had a number of personal experiences and insights that I thought enhanced concepts of the Seth material, for example.) But what to cut, when to stop? [...]

When Jane began delivering the Seth material in 1963, I became very conscious of the record we’d leave, not with Seth but concerning our private lives. The one can’t help but add to the other, increasing the marvelous complexity of both. [...]

[...] Not only about Jane’s fine ability to speak in a trance or dissociated state for Seth, that “energy personality essence,” as he calls himself, but about all of the vastly complicated challenges that can, and do, arise in the course of a human life.

[...] We can try to mold it, to make it conform or behave, but each life has a life of its own. [...]

[...] You were from a side of the family with French connections and at that time flighty, easily upset, with some ability as a musician in piano, but without the discipline or drive to use the ability,

[...] I do not know now, or see now, what initiated your reaction, but something happened that frightened you. [...]

[...] But subconsciously you wondered what social environment your child would really (underlined) encounter„ and whether or not you deprived him of the social and economic benefits that you have convinced yourself, consciously, you do not need.

[...] There were other entries available, but he understood your purposes, and accepted you as a mother to show you that he held no grudges. [...]

The relief he felt after deciding that he had safely tricked himself, he thought in the morning, was due to the fact that the future death was not his mother’s or his own, but one involving a relative at least somewhat distant. The relief of course was the result of his partial success in distorting the information, but despite distortions the sender came through, and the sex of the person whose death was unfortunately perceived.

The particular event as he saw it was not valid, but the information contained therein was valid. The words, “She is still in shock”, however referred not to the person whose death was being perceived, but the words referred to Ruburt (as Jane) still being in a state of shock because of the clairvoyant information.

He fears that he will be loved when he gives support, but not loved when he must rely, or ask it, from another person. [...]

Ruburt is trying not to block me, but there is some difficulty, which we will attempt to overcome.