“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

We consider fear an extremely primitive use of energy, as you might consider fire primitive in comparison to nuclear activity. [...]

not a ball of fire, but a silent

(Four years ago this winter it was damaged by fire. [...]

[...] We did find that he died in 1655, in a fire in Sweden. [...]

fire....................machine

[...] An incident involving a birthday cake, and fire, though not disastrous. [...]

(The hospital was hardly a quiet place, what with fire trucks and police cars pulling up beneath our window with sirens screeching and wailing, and with people in the hall outside 330 pushing carts that rattled and sounded like a bushel of pots and pans jouncing around — all of this as Jane was ready to begin the session. [...]

[...] A fire engine had passed a couple of blocks away from our house at about 9:30; only now did Jane remember to tell me she’d heard it. [...]

The fire was supposed to burn away any disease, and mice were all too numerous. [...]

A peculiar set of circumstances was needed to fire his being, to focus his attention, and that was our job. [...]

[...] There are also references to animals in chapter five; Jane discusses these under the chapter heading “Dream Symbols and Culture” on the object, and mentions that fire helped primitive man keep the beasts away. [...]

[...] Under this subject Jane discusses the symbolic and cultural meaning of fire for primitive man.

In the first place, as often mentioned lately, the reasoning mind is spontaneously fired. [...]

As Seth continued dictation I was fired by his purpose to make the unknown elements of human life at least partially visible — an audacious goal, I thought — and I tried to do my part in recording all such disclosures as they appeared in our lives and were reflected in the experiences of our friends and students.

[...] He went on to say that such individuals didn’t understand that Jane’s questioning nature fired the sessions’ onset to begin with, and is somewhat responsible for the production of his work and books, as well as her own.

Over the past year or so I’d become more and more concerned about what I could do if a nighttime emergency—like a fire—trapped Jane and me in our bedroom. [...]

[...] Each person is fired by the desire to act, and to act beneficially, altruistically (intently), to practically put his stamp, or her stamp, upon the world. [...]

Ruburt’s father, to Ruburt, meant laxness, relaxation to the extreme, without drive or fire, responsibility or control. [...]

[...] Then in his way, with his reactions he tries to fire you with that enthusiasm, so hard won, and meets of course with your own kind of reaction.

The man not only walks, but he walks on fire—to most, a seeming impossibility. [...]

The couple represented old fears; again, interpretations of your father’s beliefs, that young couples become trapped by the fires of desire, and could not escape; that the man could not hold himself apart, but would be devoured by the sentiments of love that would consume him. [...]

[...] The holes are not big enough to see much,
But dreams travel wondrous wires.
Fires brighter than autumn moons
Throw leaping shadows on the arm.
Days and nights burn like stars
In the twinkling meadows of the skull,
And through the fence of peach-blooming flesh,
Other fruits blossom, beyond reach.

(“Maybe you can light a fire under Fred about the letter,” I’d told Pete. [...]

Instead imagine the desired result, the health; and his methods in Psycho-Cybernetics do serve him very well in that regard, firing his imagination. [...]