“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The man, seeing the results, was subconsciously but clearly brought face to face with the size of his own problem.

[...] This, Jane said, is a reference to the faces of the five models shown on the full page 11, with the lower portions of two of them visible on the object itself. [...] These hats throw their faces into bold relief, and give a skull-like or egg-shaped look.

I think Rob and I were angry at being brought up short, forced to face issues we weren’t ready to face. [...]

[...] At the same time I had the feeling that the face hung forward from the body. [...]

(When finally I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror, I was more than a little disoriented—for a face confronted me that I hardly recognized. [...] I finally figured out why that mirror image confronted me with such an unreal quality: All the muscles and planes of my face were super-relaxed and smoothed out, so that the face at once looked both younger and older than its real age. [...]

[...] He felt you were throwing his gift back in his face.

[...] He fears that there can be no more reasons legitimate enough to deter you, it is a challenge you know you must face, and that the best service he can be to you is to bring it to a head.

[...] The fears and doubts connected with such a course have been buried and not faced, so do not be surprised if they become suddenly apparent to you. [...]

[...] (Partial laugh.) He is not going to give up fun, and become a long-faced spiritual fogy. [...]

(Jane asked me if I noticed any physical changes in her face toward the last, since she was so strongly aware of Seth. [...]

[...] In other sessions Seth makes it clear that these should be recognized and faced and then replaced.

[...] He faced the group and said emphatically, “You are not your body. [...]

[...] Now I ask you, how far do you think a flower would get if in the morning it turned its face toward the sky and said, ‘I demand the sun. [...]

[...] Inner problems are literally brought out where they can be faced, recognized, and conquered, using the symptoms as measuring points of progress. [...]

Some of my descriptive passages in Dreams as I deal with Jane’s personal challenges are harrowing; they strike at the very heart of our fears of illness and disability, and even death, leading us to consciously face those possibilities while at the same time they perfectly mirror our equally profound inner needs and drives. [...]

[...] With the death of Ruburt’s mother Rooney’s purpose was done as far as Ruburt was concerned; and Rooney did a final service, for through his death Ruburt faced the nature of pain and creaturehood that his mother’s life had so frightened him of.

[...] a young woman, the full figure, sitting facing me in a straight chair. [...]

[...] You had to take care of him, and it seemed you both saved face; but almost all of your problems come from the unthinking acceptance of conventional ideas that have been allowed to hold sway.

[...] From behind Rob, standing, she lightly soothes his forehead, then quickly is in his lap, facing him, sort of melting in with him; then they express their love.... [...]

[...] Anyhow, he was facing me. [...]

[...] Certainly our comprehensions have deepened as a result—yet in the face of that great promise, what was I doing barely able to leave my chair? [...]

[...] They mold the features of a face. [...]

See the wide world circus spread
Upon the earth’s great sacred ground.
The masks at midnight tumble down
And the great stone faces stare.

No man can look in his son’s face,
What was done to him he does in turn,
For he carries the hate in his blood.
Ghosts of days forgotten,
Tragedies unseen, unspoken,
Wait in the past’s proud flesh,
And nothing can shake them off.

You see perhaps havoc within the physical field, and this is indeed to be faced and dealt with, and set straight, as aid is given to the victims of a hurricane. [...]

[...] He sees hate in his own heart, what he calls hate, which is but fear, so he projects it into another man’s face and says the man hates him; and he may slay the man. [...]

You cannot deny the normal coming of night by refusing to face it, and closing the outer eyes would only result in those very characteristics of night which the self tried to avoid. [...]

It is basically as meaningless in essence, to ask this kind of question as it would be to pause in the middle of a dream, and wonder when first the dream location was created: To stand facing a dream landscape and wonder at what point in time the rocks had their origin. [...]

[...] (Forcefully in here.) You may complain, to save face, both of you, and only a strong relationship like yours would survive under those conditions.

Ruburt enjoys himself in the face of his condition. [...]

As long as you rely upon Ruburt’s physical condition to say “no” for you, then Ruburt is still using it to avoid facing such issues or making decisions in that regard.

[...] The soreness that he experiences at times is a physical result of mental ideas, generally, that it will hurt to face the world, for example, and this new knowledge of impulses, and of his feelings, should help there. [...]

[...] The one who says, “I have no right to hate,” is not facing his own individuality.

[...] In those areas where you have not been effectively successful, you often seem faced with evidence to the contrary—and that evidence can appear to be quite concrete, because it is of course reinforced daily.

[...] I shook my head to clear it and saw to my dismay that the entire living room wall was lying flat on the floor, face up, closed door and all. [...]

I decided to continue the projection though I hadn’t faced these particular conditions before — being half in and half out of an environment. [...]

[...] Before it had faced the window. [...]

[...] For example, a man in a desperate frame of mind is more apt to emphasize the unpleasant aspects of the news and to see bitterness rather than the joy in the faces of those he meets. [...]