“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I have the simple, profound faith that anything I desire in this life can come to me from Framework 2. There are no impediments in Framework 2. Framework 2 can creatively produce everything I desire to have in Framework 1—my excellent health, painting, and writing, my excellent relationship with Jane, Jane’s own spontaneous and glowing physical flexibility and creativity, the greater and greater sales of all of her books. I knew that all of these positive goals are worked out in Framework 2, regardless of their seeming complexity, and that they can then show themselves in Framework 1. I have the simple, profound faith that everything I desire in life can come to me from the miraculous workings of Framework 2. I do not need to be concerned with details of any kind, knowing that Framework 2 possesses the infinite creative capacity to handle and produce everything I can possibly ask of it. My simple, profound faith in the creative goodness of Framework 2 is all that is necessary.)

[...] Frank Longwell just went out back again, to finish working; the huge yellow back-hoe moves outside the kitchen window; the air suddenly turns dark; the sun disappears; an odd cast of light covers everything; stormy, evocative. A mourning dove makes its lonely lovely sound; Frank comes in to make a phone call—ordering concrete for later today; Rob is typing in another room, the FM radio station is playing a symphony; outside my side window the green leaves shimmer in the air; and again, everything seems synchronized in its own fashion; everything separate yet together. My head has its own rustlings inside, / shoulders are relaxing; drooping; / everything seems significant—waiting—yet happening at once... [...]

Today is tomorrow, and present, past,
Nothing exists and everything will last.
There is no beginning, there was no end,
No depth to fall, no height to ascend.
There is only this moment, this flicker of light,
That illuminates nothing, but oh! so bright!
For we are the spark that flutters in space,
Consuming an eternity of a moment’s grace,
For today is tomorrow, and present, past.
Nothing exists, and everything will last.

The idea that I want to portray is a difficult one, for as you know everything that is, is conscious. And everything that is, is also self-conscious, in degree according to its abilities; and everything that is therefore contains identity and separation, even while it is part of a large and complicated gestalt.

It is the vitality of the universe, and all universes, which causes the electrical reality, and the vitality of the universe, composing everything that is, cannot be touched. [...]

[...] Yet it is part of everything within your field. [...]

[...] She has been quite weak since the onset of her illness, and lately has looked weaker since doing everything for herself. [...]

(Then suddenly my own body and the room and John and Rob, the whole bit, began to get larger and larger, really massive, my body along with everything else, and at the same time, eyes closed of course, I felt the shapes doing this. [...] Everything in the room, from smallest to largest, was expanding in proportion; that is, keeping the relative proportion between various objects intact. Everything retained usual shape, for example, only grew and kept growing to massive degrees. [...]

(“Number twenty: If everything exists now, or at once, how can it be added to through constant creation and expansion? [...]

Everything within your three-dimensional system occurs simultaneously. [...]

[...] Everything happens at once, and yet there is no beginning and end to it in your terms, so it is not completed in your terms at any given point.

That basic impetus toward survival came to take precedence over everything else. [...] And for me, Jane’s condition came to stand for everything we don’t know in our particular joint, chosen, probable earthly reality.

[...] Even by going back over them, however, I couldn’t discuss everything I wanted to: The essays could have easily grown into a book of their own. [...]

[...] But our creative work is everything, and so it, and whatever pertains to it, go to a place where all will be preserved and protected, yet made available for study by researchers and lay people alike as it is transmitted there.

At first we thought of keeping the collection closed until after our deaths, as donors usually request to be done, but we’ve decided to make everything accessible as soon as we can, both for scholarship and for study by the public. [...]

[...] Jane and I are most pleased that the Seth material and everything connected with it are to be preserved.

[...] We liked everything except that I thought the italic type looked rather crowded compared to that used in Volume 1. Jane thought it looked okay. After lunch I had her call Ethel Waters at Prentice-Hall to tell her everything was okay, simply to get rid of the worries about the book. [...]

[...] It is indeed foolish enough to take it for granted—at least part way (and with irony)—that everything—All That Is, the important things—will somehow work out all right. [...]

“I have the simple, profound faith that anything I desire in this life can come to me from Framework 2. There are no impediments in Framework 2. Framework 2 can creatively produce everything I desire to have in Framework 1 — my excellent health, painting, and writing, my excellent relationship with Jane, Jane’s own spontaneous and glowing physical health and creativity, the greater and greater sales of all her books. I know that all of these positive goals are worked out in Framework 2, regardless of their seeming complexity, and that they can then show themselves in Framework 1. I have the simple, profound faith that everything I desire in life can come to me from the miraculous workings of Framework 2. I do not need to be concerned with details of any kind, knowing that Framework 2 possesses the infinite creative capacity to handle and produce everything I can possibly ask of it. [...]

In that regard, certainly, everything works to your advantage. [...]

[...] Though when everything is said and done these events come from outside of the world’s order, nevertheless they appear as constants within it. [...]

The paranoid organizes the psychological world about his obsession, for such it is, and he cuts everything out that does not apply, until all conforms to his beliefs. [...]

[...] It’s going to influence science, the arts, everything. [...]

(The day was cold—34 degrees—with a coating of half-frozen snow on everything; it had been accumulating through the night. [...]

[...] One can say that those knuckles look okay, everything considered. [...]

I was using this sense, I believe, in the episode described in Chapter 17, experiencing a concept that could not be expressed adequately in words, when everything in the room seemed to grow to tremendous size.

(“Can you see everything where you are now?”)

[...] Everything different, comparencess impossible.

[...] [See the extensive notes for the 653rd session in Chapter Thirteen, describing her various states of altered perception last April 2. In one of those intervals she’d sensed giants standing about the rim of our world.] Now, Jane said, from their massive viewpoint these observers could see “everything happening at once in our world, from California to Russia — like astronauts looking back at us….”

[...] I wish I could put this into words; but you’ve got to realize that events outside the body are the same events as those inside the body — the behavior of its neurons and all of its chemical activities … and because inside and outside are so beautifully synchronized, everything will always agree.

[...] If he came through like he is now, his voice would be so strong it would drown out everything else in the world. [...]

[...] When she picked it up she said, staring, “It’s almost as if you’ve got to choose between biting into the sandwich, your hand that holds it, or your knee beneath the hand — not because you’re disoriented but because everything’s all one. [...]

([Jeff:] “He was talking about quality and how all of us have quality in everything we do, in everything we dream....”

[...] For when you are born everything is here for you. [...]

[...] It uses everything with a grand and riotous display.

[...] The piece of paper was bright, as though there was light somewhere, but everything else was dark as it usually is when you have your eyes closed. [...]

[...] Nothing in the stream of life is wasted, and everything, whether in your system of reality or not, is in the stream of life. [...]

[...] If you have a purpose and you want to achieve it badly enough, then everything else must be sacrificed for it—because “time marches on.” [...]

When a masterpiece is created everything else is forgotten, and so it is with life situations. [...]

Thursday 12:20—What I like about all this is that I FEEL that the head area—which is clearing all day and week—is the basic area in which everything started; even the slowness; and that all of that is in the process of clearing—that, the physical stuff PLUS, this AM the feeling I’m doing stuff at creative inspirational levels too; figured out important stuff about James for example—and I FEEL that my recovery can be easy—automatic—and that it only seems that the “body needs time” etc. [...]