“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] It forms the flesh and the world that you know, and it is in a state of becoming.

[...] I could make Ruburt go on for hours, but I will take compassion upon the flesh, and say good evening.

(“The flesh needs the rest.”)

[...] You are dealing with translations of impulses, beliefs and feelings into flesh, which in itself is composed of consciousnesses also. [...]

[...] The fingers of the right hand are opening up from their clenched position, and the flesh has softened considerably. [...]

[...] Actions are not yet fully fleshed out. [...]

[...] Several of the ulcers had been incipient for a number of months, although neither of us had realized what those circles of reddening flesh meant as they slowly blossomed on the “pressure points” of her buttocks, coccyx, and right shoulder blade. [...]

(Pause at 8:05.) My 82 pounds of flesh were hauled, dragged, pulled, and stretched by good-natured but often impatient strangers—nurses and orderlies and aides—and the most private of my physical processes became a matter of public record. [...]

[...] Such affairs are only the shadows of probabilities—that is, experienced merely as shadows, and not fleshed out, because of your own better attitudes and knowledge. [...]

[...] The implied promise of recurring life contrasted drearily with the few things we knew about life while we were in the flesh — much less free of it.

[...] Consciousness was independent of the body — Seth was right — and if that was true, then there was no reason why he couldn’t be what he said he was: an independent personality, out of the flesh. [...]

(10:12.) Within the flesh, atoms and molecules constantly die and are replaced. [...]

[...] This time though you’re adding to the lines, and I wanted to be here when you put flesh on them through your painting.”

[...] And you built up about your physical image a fortress of flesh to protect you. [...]

[...] He still has the language of the flesh, and yet that language is only opaquely connected with the body’s mechanisms. [...]

“These ‘past’ probabilities are not fleshed out in our terms, but they’re brilliantly focused in their own life. [...]

[...] Dying is a spiritual and psychological necessity, for after a while the exuberant, ever-renewed energies of the spirit can no longer be translated into flesh.

[...] The self outgrows the flesh. [...]

[...] Ideally this desire for death, however, would simply involve the slowing of the body’s processes, the gradual disentanglement of psyche from flesh; or in other instances, according to individual characteristics, a sudden, natural stopping of the body’s processes.

The feelings were responsible for the blocking mentioned in our last session, and represent the plucking of the sorest thorn from his flesh, symbolically. [...]

Symbolically, a boil erupts and the flesh cleanses itself. [...]

[...] There was also the case of taking some rent out through flesh when the cash was not forthcoming.

[...] Seth has often referred to my life in Denmark in the 1600’s as being one of the flesh, and has said that his own was not much better. [...]

[...] All of your concepts of gods and goddesses are basically creative attempts to portray psychological dramatizations of other portions of the psyche that do not appear in the flesh. [...]

The entire body, as I mentioned, is becoming more responsive, and the flesh more supple. [...]

[...] These were considered products of the weak and lustful flesh — bad enough, but considering man’s fallen state, understandable lapses. [...]