“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] When I came to, it was dawn. [...]

[...] The fact slowly dawned on me. [...]

[...] There is a rhythm, again, to all existence, and so in your terms your species returned to its home planet, to renew its roots, refresh its natural stock, to return to nature, to find solace again amid the sweet ancient heritage of dusk and dawn.

And in all cases, your main concentration should always be upon your daily accomplishments, joys, the domestic meal, the hour of dawn or twilight or whatever. [...]

Were you born once in winter,
in Europe’s ice and snow,
when villages were dark at night
and wolves roamed the towering hills?
Or dark-skinned, did your swaddling cry
pierce Egypt’s early dawn?
How many birthdays come and gone,
how many homelands, each your own?
How many loves have whispered through
the patterns of your mind?
How many sons and daughters have grown
from your womb or loins?
What voices merge with mine
to wish you happy birthday,
and what loves within your past
lay out a feast of wine and cakes?

Your creature feelings toward night, dawn and dusk, have much more to do with inspiration, though a painting, once inspired, may then take so many hours to execute. [...]

[...] These are not negative states on their own, any more than twilight is less natural than dawn. [...]

[...] As Ruburt knows from his reading today (Psycho-Cybernetics) when the dawn suddenly burst, any discouragements should be accepted as part of the learning process with which he is involved—and the failures, particularly of the past, forgotten. [...]

Men and women have joyfully honored and loved the evening and the dawn, and listened to the heart-pulse within them, with a blessing and a joy who have not had one-hundredth of your blessings or one third the reason to look forward to another day, and they have fulfilled themselves and brought joy to others. [...]

[...] If you emphasize your natural selves, and your relationship with the dusk and the dawn, and with the earth itself, you will feel free in that natural world.

(Jane and I decided to remain behind when, finally, last minute requests to evacuate our section of Elmira were made before dawn. [...]

[...] She confirmed that she hadn’t been bothered in the slightest by anything, and added that Seth was really able to continue until dawn. [...]

[...] Dawn and evening are both highly important. [...]

[...] Seth said he could continue until dawn, and I believe it quite possible. [...]

[...] This was a prolonged display that lasted more or less for the balance of the session, and seemingly could have continued until dawn without effort on Jane’s part, just as Seth said. [...]

[...] The true meaning of that statement may sometime dawn. [...]

[...] Thoughts—after the 3 sessions here in Marathon, of February 16, 19, and 21, it finally dawns on me—I finally put the material in the sessions together—and realize that a more basic quality behind Jane’s symptoms is repression. [...]

[...] I have always, for example, honored both the evening and the dawn in my earthly reincarnations. [...]

[...] A very interesting fact now dawned on both of us when we looked at the back of the clipping; for here we found most of the data Seth had given was quite correct.

[...] This was a very heavy wet snow that began shortly before 1 AM Sunday, February 13; it continued until dawn, accumulating about an inch, then turned into a very heavy soaking rain that lasted all day Sunday and on into the night. [...]

[...] A brooding quality filled the room, and outside the windows, everything was dimly lit as if it were suddenly the hour just before dawn.

“Men and women have joyfully honored the evening and the dawn and listened to the heart pulse within them with a blessing and a joy, who have not had one hundredth of your blessings or one-third the reason to look forward to another day, and they have fulfilled themselves and brought joy to others. [...]