“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

([Seth:]) Now. You are, I hope in the midst of a garden of consciousness... and as a flower blooms, so are you made to bloom. And as a flower is supposed to flower, so are you meant to flower. You cannot see the garden although you are in it. But there are emanations that are invisible to you. These are your thoughts and mental images and they spring out from you, as the petals spring out from a flower, but you can see the petals of a flower and you are not consciously aware of these other images. But these other images result in the world that you know and it is a garden... and there are ugly plants there that you have created. And there are poisonous plants there that you have created. And this is a garden that you have created. And I would be very happy if I were you... that there was someone around to keep order... and to keep an eye on things and to take care of  your spiritual nourishment when you had forgotten what the spirit was.

And yet, as a gardener sometimes at night walks through his garden and observes his plants—and gives added fertilizer to some—and waters others—and arranges others so that they get more sun—so your own entity walks through your soul and whispers instructions. And it would do you all well to listen!

([Seth II:]) You do not understand multidimensional personality structures. This does not mean that they do not exist. It is true that our reality cannot be translated in your emotional terms. Emotions, as you know of them, represent but the smallest glimmerings of our reality. We have always watched... We are the watchers and the protectors... and you have never been alone. We tend you carefully as a gardener tends his beloved plants. We are concerned over your growth and your nourishment. There are developments within your own identities with which you are not presently aware. And yet we have always given you paths to understanding and have ascertained that within you  some answers could be found. You are in a period of development. And we do care in a way that you cannot now understand. The answers to questions you have asked can be found if you will look inward, and they will appear in terms that you can understand. You are indeed learning to be creators... and you are already, in your terms, creators. And by the products of your creations shall you learn to see yourselves and know what you are. And through the mirror of physical reality do you see materialized the inner selves. And through your creations shall you realize your abilities and your responsibilities even as we.

Now. It is hard for me to tell you that you are a merry rose in a happy garden (to Florence. Laughter from the class.) You only see the thorns. It is hard for me to remind you of the seriousness—and yet of the joy of your existence. And that is why I told our friend that his humor could be his salvation. A child discovers many truths in play and so can you—if you allow yourselves the freedom of spontaneous mental and psychic play. Also because of the mechanics involved, I cannot dance like your Tiny Tim, “through the tulips.” (Laughter from the class.) But I do beseech each of you to look within yourselves for that joy that is your own—and to accept it. It is not that the joy is not present, but that you refuse to acknowledge it. Now. I admit that I sound old and ponderous—and yet, I would go tip-toeing through the tulips—and not feel a loss of dignity—nor worry about who saw me.

You have ambiguous feelings about Ruburt’s garden for this reason. [...] You remember how strict your father was however, and methodical, in gardening. This annoyed you greatly, but now to some extent you identify with those leanings, and look down upon the garden when Ruburt does not find his way to follow the gardening rules.

[...] You liked working with the land, but because of conflicts with your father you turned against, for example, gardening.

[...] Our own interpretation here is that woods refers to the literal Biblical Garden of Gethsemane, which is spoofed in the poem used as object. Jane says the actual garden was not a formal garden, a cultivated type, but rather contained olive trees, etc., and much growth of this kind. [...]

[...] Our interpretation here was that the swirling and leaves data referred to the mention of a garden in the poem used as object. [...]

[...] Bill Gallagher’s facetious term for the local newspaper office, where he also works, is the Garden of Gethsemane—hence such religious connections in the poem used as object. [...]

[...] As explained on the last page, Bill Gallagher calls his place of employment, the newspaper office, the “Garden of Gethsemane.” [...]

The Garden of Eden story in its most basic sense refers to man’s sudden realization that now he must act within time. [...]

“By the time” that the Garden of Eden tale reached your biblical stories, the entire picture had already been seen in the light of concepts about good and evil that actually appeared, in those terms, a long time later in man’s development. [...]

(9:39 P.M. “Before the session, I knew he was going to talk about the Garden of Eden, choices, and reincarnation, “Jane said. [...]

THE “GARDEN OF EDEN.”
MAN “LOSES” HIS DREAM BODY
AND GAINS A “SOUL”

(9:15.) Chapter Five: “The ‘Garden of Eden.’ Man ‘Loses’ His Dream Body, and Gains a ‘Soul.’ ”

The Garden of Eden legend represents a distorted version of man’s awakening as a physical creature. [...]

[...] The garden and grounds now about the personality’s present home, are replicas of gardens laid out by the same personality in the Spanish era. And again, these gardens surrounded the personality’s residence.

The negative thoughts can and should be recognized and plucked up as they are encountered, but you do not need a shovel to pluck up one weed at a time, nor hit yourself over the head with a sledgehammer for finding a weed in your garden. This does little to help the gardener but put him out of commission for a while, and it does not pluck any more weeds.

In other words negative thoughts can be recognized and plucked out with no more rancor than you would pluck out weeds in a garden. [...]

You (this seemed directed to Rachel) have cultivated other gardens. [...]

[...] You have more staying power than you know and you (Amelia) should realize that you are also here for a reason and that you build more that garden roads. [...]

Now, let us take for argument’s sake, a poor unintelligent flower in the middle of a garden. [...] It cannot run up the garden path and it is. [...]

[...] The seed goes into the earth, however, and in the wintertime in any of your suburban gardens here beneath the snow are all these seeds. [...]

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[...] One personality may also form for his own purposes a time system of his own, as a man might make a path to his own garden.

Sooner or later the man will cease walking merely from his house to his garden, and use other roads or forge new paths. [...]

(“A garden.” A flower garden is shown at the foot of the statue of Mother Goose, on the object. [...]

A garden. [...]

[...] (He went on to say that the same power could be applied to plants as well, and that I had apparently used same in my previous existence as a gardening monk.) A plant cannot fight back, (and it would be good to practice on something whose subconscious could not give me trouble. [...]

[...] I had to go to the bank to get checks and money orders to pay taxes and bills, hook up the garden hose, and learn how to work the new sprinkler I’d bought to spray the flowers out back. [...]

[...] And so in your dreams you remember the past in which you have been involved and so it seemed to you these had been forced out of a garden. [...]

[...] It was much easier to believe that you had been kicked out of a garden of paradise than to realize that you ruined it yourselves. [...]

[...] I ask you to realize that although you cannot see them, your own thoughts blossom as flowers in an invisible garden. [...]

[...] she said, referred to the flower garden at the Birch house we considered purchasing in June 1964. We spent several weekends at the house cleaning up, and Jane weeded the flower garden.

If it is possible the two of you should have a garden of fresh vegetables—not only for the obvious values, but because of the implied contact with the growing earth, regardless of how small the garden might be. [...]

When you ask: “When did the world begin?” or “What really happened?” or “Was there a Garden of Eden?”, you are referring to the world as you understand it, but in those terms there were earths in the same space before the earth you recognize existed,² and they began in the manner that I have given you in the early chapters of this book. [...]

Your tale about the Garden of Eden, then, is a legend about earth’s last beginning. [...]

[...] The garden should be begun as an outlet, and a creative one, for aggressive feelings.