“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

If you think of your world with all of its great natural splendors as coming about initially through the auspices of chance — through an accident of cosmic proportions — then it certainly often seems that such a world can have no greater meaning. Its animation is seen as having no source outside itself. The myth of the great CHANCE ENCOUNTER, in caps, that is supposed to have brought forth life on your planet then presupposes, of course, an individual consciousness that is, in certain terms, alive by chance alone.

Give us a moment… No chance encounter of physical elements alone, under any circumstances, could produce consciousness — or the conditions that would then make consciousness possible.

What part, for example, does chance play in your life? Is it chance if you arrive too late to board a plane, for example — to find later that the plane crashed? Perhaps your late arrival was caused by “a chance meeting” with a friend at the last moment, or by a misplaced ticket, or by a traffic jam that seemingly had nothing to do with you at all.

You may have become a part of the drama of a natural disaster, or avoided it as a result of other seemingly chance occurrences. What appears to you as chance or coincidence, however, is actually the result of the amazing organizations and communications active in the psychological reality of Framework 2. Again, you form your reality — but how? [...]

[...] Chances are he’s left town by now. [...]

I explained a few more details to the officer today, and he told me to give them a call if by any chance Fred shows up again. [...]

[...] In the beginning he was afraid of taking the chance, but not taking the chance became finally unbearable. [...]

He was ready for you to leave Artistic and take your chances as soon as you had a thousand in the bank. [...]

[...] If you were, then he did not see why you did not take the chance. [...]

[...] But he was more than willing to try if given the chance.

[...] I think both of us had some excellent quotations in the piece, and I’m happy that a lot of people at least had the chance to read them.

[...] Forget what you have heard, again, about what the body can and cannot do, or what must happen before such and such a performance appears, for the body itself exults in creative unpredictability, and given the chance loves to perform.

[...] It sprouts everywhere, at any age, with seemingly new opportunities and fulfillments, whenever it is given the chance.

Whatever demands he makes upon himself should be uncomplicated and simple enough so that he has a good chance of following through on them—hence a feeling of accomplishment.

[...] If so, it has excellent chances. [...]

Any chance whatsoever covers much territory, young man. [...] At this time less than half of those chances remain, and even in your terms the odds are very much against it. [...]

[...] Any chance of this still working out, at all?”

But granted or not, the idea of any sort of genetic preparation for future contingencies collides with the very powerful theory of evolution, which holds that evolutionary, genetic changes take place only through natural selection and chance mutations (although random or chance mutations are generally regarded as mistakes on nature’s part). [...] It still has value, and recently has been employed in some remarkable scholarly studies that show how, in scientific terms, evolution can take place through means other than natural selection and chance mutations.)

[...] It does not exist, then—the genetic structure—like some highly complicated mechanism already programmed, started and functioning “blindly,” so that once it is set into operation there is no chance for modification.

“Well,” Jane said as we sat for the session, “I’d almost rather feel that you were the victim of blind chance or accident, rather than that you get sick because of your own dumb ignorance or choice….” [...]

[...] In a universe formed by chance, with the survival of the fittest as the main rule of good behavior, illness became a kind of crime against a species itself. [...]

[...] The individual becomes a victim of chance insofar as his birth, the events of his life, and his death are concerned. [...]

[...] Life is to be pursued at all costs—not because it is innately meaningful, but because it is the only game going, and it is a game of chance at best. [...]

[...] Spiritually the death sentence given you is another chance at life, if you are freely able to accept life with all of its conditions and to feel its full dimensions, for that alone will rejuvenate your spiritual and physical self.

[...] Beneath the surface of events you felt unfulfilled, and felt that you had great courage and abilities with never a chance to use them, and no “heroic” episodes then to rouse you to fuller understanding, and no real impetus to lift you or to bring excitement into your days. [...]

[...] In other words, Ruburt felt that there was a slim chance of opening doors of knowledge that had been closed, and he decided to take that chance.

The child knew “that it came from somewhere else” — not by chance but by design. [...]

[...] I planned to ask Seth about photographic evidence of such an event, following break, but did not get the chance to.

[...] Seth did not get a chance to elaborate on this either.

[...] Merely a chance acquaintance. [...]

(“Did I by any chance speak to him?”)

(Pete wanted to know if a chance he had to fly home on a Lear Jet, without charge, would work out.)

[...] There is no such thing as a chance encounter. No death occurs by chance, nor any birth. [...]

The inner mechanisms that happen prior to your experience will take place in the vast mental studio of Framework 2. There, all the details will be arranged, the seemingly chance encounters, for example, the unexplained coincidences that might have to occur before a given physical event takes place.

One mind alone could not come into being from chance alone; one thought could not leap from an infinite number of nerve ends, if matter itself was not initially alive with consciousness, packed with the intent to be. [...]

[...] All of the inventions that you often think now happened quite by chance—the discovery of anything from the first tool to the importance of fire, or the coming of the Iron Age or whatever—all of that inventiveness was the result of the inspiration and communication of the dream world. [...]

[...] I remarked that most of our world’s problems seem to result from Framework-1 thinking, that our species is so steeped in such conscious-mind behavior—locally, nationally, and worldwide—that there seems little chance of our ever breaking out of that iron pattern. [...]

[...] He felt that if he accepted and became known as a psychic, in those terms, his chances of becoming known as a writer were lost, and beyond recovery. [...]

He did not feel free then to take the chance, financially or creatively, to write (in quotes) a “literary” book. [...]

[...] Now he must go ahead and take his chances. [...]

Because neither of you were willing to take the chance earlier, nor did you feel financially secure enough to do so. [...]

Suggestion given before sleep will greatly add to your chances of conscious projections from the dream state. [...]

If by chance you blunder (smile, eyes open) into my territory, then I will know it, and seek you out. [...]

[...] You did not come here by chance. [...]

[...] Ruburt’s personality is so constructed that he would not allow himself to take any real chances.

If you are awakened for any reason during the night, the chances for a conscious projection on your return to sleep are somewhat higher than they would have been had your sleep not been interrupted.

For example: when you believe that the universe itself is meaningless, and the accidental result of chance, then of course you must also believe in automobile accidents, and all kinds of chance encounters with fate.

[...] The accident gives him a specific event upon which to lay his guilt, but coming so close to death, his own instincts for life were rearoused, so that he is literally given a second chance.