“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The messages were put into words and language and written down at the time of Atlantis, but after that they were handed down by word of mouth.

[...] Through your eyes the beasts, vegetables, birds, and dust perceive the dawn and sunlight as you do — as you, and yet on the other hand your experience is your own.

[...] It is in a state of drowsiness on the one hand, and on the other hand it focuses the usable portion of its energy into being a tree. [...]

(To begin we sat silently at the board, hands on the pointer. [...]

The conditions of our sessions allow us, on the one hand, more freedom, and on the other hand more control. [...]

[...] Just before break, she held her hands out to me while dictating to indicate they were “fat,” or felt enlarged. [...]

[...] My hand felt no fatigue, even now. [...]

(To begin tonight, the four of us sat at our small coffee table, holding hands. [...]

[...] We all clapped our hands over our ears, and Seth had mercy on us. [...]

(Just before she took a nap this noon, Jane received a letter from a man who explained that he’d married a woman with genetic deformities of her hands. [...]

(Being individualists, then, as I wrote in the Introductory Notes for Volume 1, we don’t concentrate upon whatever parallels exist between Seth’s concepts on the one hand and those of Eastern religious, philosophical, and mystical doctrines on the other; while we know of such similarities, we’re just as aware of how different from them Seth’s viewpoint can be, too. [...]

[...] Now this long line of 1’s may seem to stretch out indefinitely (Jane spread her arms wide), or may seem (Jane clapped her hands together) to snap together into one. [...]

[...] “Well, I got that over with,” she said with obvious relief after I’d handed her the mirror not long after getting to 330. [...]

(Pause.) On the other hand, such beliefs can be accepted when it appears that the conscious mind is asleep, or dulled as in periods of shock, or during operations. [...]

[...] There is a sort of similarity here, then, beside the ordinary synchronicity: for if we didn’t get to see the Lords at all, I didn’t get to talk to Curt much beyond saying hello and shaking hands. [...]

If, on the other hand, thinking of him under the same conditions, you stop yourself and say gently to yourself: he will begin to feel better now—or his drinking is temporary—and there is indeed hope here, then you have given him aid, for the suggestions will at least represent some small telepathic ammunition to fight off the war of despondency.

[...] It was large, framed, and cocked at an odd angle to the floor, as if propped up by invisible hands. [...]

[...] When you learn how to handle responsibilities, you will have a hand in very important matters. [...]

[...] In usual experience, you hold that apple in your hand, or eat it. [...]

[...] Give us a moment and rest your hand …

[...] So have him avoid undue feelings of responsibility and heavy-handed attitudes. [...]

[...] While I answered mail she began reading yesterday’s session, and once again did very well, holding the pages in her left hand as usual. [...]

[...] It might be noted that although Jane’s hand rested in mine at the time, she was not aware of any change in feeling or sensation on my part.)

At Ruburt’s end, it almost seems as if he had our material at hand magically without effort, and therefore should have put it to use at once, learning the lessons of half a lifetime in a few years, and graduating to solve all of his own problems and half of the world’s as well. [...]