“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

There is no difference between the energy that shapes your ideas and the energy that grows a flower, or that heals your finger if you burn it. The soul does not exist apart from nature. It is not thrust into nature. Nature is the soul in flesh, in whatever its materializations. The flesh is as spiritual as the soul, and the soul is as natural as the flesh. In your terms the body is the living soul. Now the soul can live, and does, in many forms — some physical and some not, but while you are material, the body is the living soul. The body constantly heals itself, which means that the soul in the flesh heals itself. The body is often closer to the soul than the mind is because it automatically grows as a flower does, trusting its nature.

Generally, people believe that ideas have little to do with the living flesh. The flesh seems physical and ideas do not. Those given to love of the intellect often make an unnecessary separation between the world of concepts and that of the flesh.

THE LIVING FLESH

[...] Follow then beyond the knowledge of the flesh to those domains from which flesh was born and is born. [...] You are so used to relating to the warm victory of flesh it will seem isolated. [...] A warmth that forms the very pulse of physical existence and yet is born from the devotion of our isolation; that is born from the creativity that is beyond flesh and bone, that forms fingers without feeling fingers, that forms seasons without knowing spring, that creates sand without knowing sand or ground, that creates the reality that you know without experiencing it, that forms fathers, sons and daughters and mothers without knowing what fathers and mothers and daughters and sons are, and yet from this devotion, from that creativity comes all that you know. [...]

as fully in flesh as I ever have,

I want to arouse and live with ease through my flesh

[...] You are a spirit now; you are simply clothed in flesh. [...]

[...] You will find you have a lot more freedom when you are not clothed in flesh. [...]

Many of us have not been born in flesh, as I have not been, but other portions of the personality have appeared in flesh; and some portion of us will always be born in flesh, because what one portion of us knows the other portions of us realize to some extent.

Seth as you know him will not be reincarnated, but other portions of our entity will be born in flesh, for we have a part in all worlds and all realities. [...]

(She showed me, then, how the flesh of her forearms has turned soft and flexible, whereas up until yesterday it had been quite rigid and wooden, and she’d had no feeling in it. Now she does, and the flesh moves beneath my fingers. [...]

[...] The flesh is becoming far more responsive and pliable. [...]

— to begin dictation: Physical existence is valuable for many reasons, one being that the flesh is so responsive to thought and yet so resilient. [...]

[...] If you think there is, then you do not sufficiently understand the spirituality of the flesh or the physical reality of your thought.

[...] All portions of the body’s reality are versions in flesh of the soul’s reality, even as all segments of the exterior universe mirror an internal one. [...]

But then the flesh knew it was flesh,
And howled out its defeat,
And I was flamed to life
By vulnerability.

The wind on the arm blows the hair,
And at the base, a golden mole,
Such a speck as a peach might have,
But the hair arches back to show a gaping hole,
And each ounce of flesh is a fence,
Erected roundly and snug
About hidden landscapes, suns, and shadows,
Inroads laced with prickly shrubs.
Peer through. 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.

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.

[...] The intimate and noble qualities of life that can only be known through emotion of flesh with flesh. [...]

[...] And there is also the unspeakable exaltation that you feel and cannot explain, as you watch your children grow and as you feel, even within yourself, the recognition, the spiritual recognition, that comes when flesh meets flesh and this is what you chose to encounter. [...]

[...] And the spiritual isolation that you feel is a reminder of the inner self that only enters into concourse with the flesh but is of itself independent and knows its origin and remembers even through the eons the miraculous exaltation and agony of recognition that the flesh knows. [...]

[...] You live without consciously knowing how you maintain this miracle of physical awareness in the world of flesh and time.

[...] Simply tell yourself that they exist, that they are composed of the great energies of your being made flesh.

[...] The flesh that seemed so solid turns out to be composed of swiftly moving particles — often orbiting each other — in which great exchanges of energy continually occur.

[...] In fact it will help you, for even hidden within the flesh are mechanisms that [will] help the inner senses [to] operate even in this environment. [...]

[...] For beyond this, there are still other beginnings so alien that I cannot explain them, and yet they are connected with your own life; and they find existence and expression even in the small cells within your physical flesh. [...]

[...] You have chosen for the unoperable intimacy of tragedy and flesh and pain in order to teach yourselves the unoperable exultant nature of your own vitality and energy and song. [...]

Therefore the inner self forms, first, the “invisible” body structure which will “later” emerge in flesh. At the event of this mental seeding, the conscious mind, in your terms, is obviously not connected with the brain, which has not yet been formed in flesh. [...]

[...] The form is, however, a mirror of beliefs, and will accurately materialize in flesh those ideas held by the conscious mind.

[...] It is your most intimate feedback system, changing with your thought and experience, giving you in flesh the physical counterpart of your thought. [...]

These interchanges represent periods in which the soul and flesh meet under the most optimum conditions. [...] There is not just one intersection of soul with the flesh, therefore, but at the least a constant series as you would think of it. [...]

[...] Even your dreams, you see, must come through that point in the present — of spirit’s intersection with flesh. [...]

[...] These are simply rhythms depicting the greatest impact of spirit as it intersects with flesh and time.

[...] You may follow one of the schools of Buddhism in which great stress is laid upon the denial of the body, discipline of the flesh, and the avoidance of desire. [...]

Philosophies that teach denial of the flesh must ultimately end up preaching a denial of the self and building a contempt for it, because even though the soul is couched in muscle and bone it is meant to experience that reality, not to refute it.

[...] You are, therefore, considered evil as a self in flesh by virtue of your very existence.

[...] He literally was made flesh to dwell among you, for he forms your flesh in that he is responsible for the energy that gives vitality and validity to your private multidimensional self, which in turn forms your image in accordance with your own ideas.

[...] This was a living parable, made flesh among you — a cosmic play worked out for your behalf, couched in terms that you could understand.

The three Christ personalities were born upon your planet, and indeed became flesh among you. [...]

[...] Because you do not trust the biology of your being or the integrity of your soul in flesh. [...]

Your soul and your flesh are wedded together. [...]

It reflects the seasons of the earth and of the flesh. [...] It shows you in flesh, both as you come into it and leave it, and here you see great variation. [...]

[...] So your flesh is affected by your dreams.

[...] That is because you do not understand it as the expression of your being in flesh.

Your spirit joined itself with flesh, and in flesh, to experience a world of incredible richness, to help create a dimension of reality of colors and of form. Your spirit was born in flesh to enrich a marvelous area of sense awareness, to feel energy made into corporeal form. [...] You are not here to cry about the miseries of the human condition, but to change them when you find them not to your liking through the joy, strength and vitality that is within you; to create the spirit as faithfully and beautifully as you can in flesh.

[...] Regardless of the nature of your beliefs they are indeed made flesh and material. [...]

(10:24.) Consciousness connected with the flesh, then, has great leeway spiritually and biologically, and can focus itself in many ways with and through the flesh, beside your own particular orientation. [...]

(Pause at 10:43, during a strong delivery.) Here consciousness decides to leave the flesh, to accept an official¹⁴ death. [...] The fact remains that you have chosen the kind of consciousness that identifies with the flesh for a certain period of time. [...]

[...] Any biological or spiritual advancement that you might imagine will of course not come from any outside agency, but from within the heritage of consciousness made flesh. [...]

“God knows itself through the flesh. [...] It is a privilege to be here, to look out with this unique focus, with these individual eyes; not to be blinded by cosmic vision, but to see this corner of reality which I form through the miraculous connections of soul and flesh.

[...] Seth, for example, in the 642nd session in Chapter 11 of Personal Reality: “You will not attain spirituality or even a happy life by denying the wisdom and experience of the flesh. [...]