“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] On a certain level he took those jobs because he needed money, not because he needed experience in other lines of work or with other kinds of people. When he sold Avon he was hearing the questions that his own work would later try to answer. He could not have faked pretending to need the jobs, or it would not have worked, so neither of you could pretend to have physical difficulties so that you could, for example, put yourselves in other peoples’ shoes. [...]

[...] It doesn’t seem right, or natural, that an individual might have to spend say fifty years suffering in life for things that happened to him when he was a child, say; I don’t think nature would arrange things that way—it’s too self-defeating....” [...]

[...] I also had questions about some of my recent dreams, including the one of July 7 that Seth had promised to comment upon, but I had little hope that he’d get into that material tonight. [...]

(10:12.) Now: Ruburt’s hearing is not impeded (long pause), meaning that he is not losing his hearing. [...]

He can only play with the projections of reality within his own system. He can indeed do much damage, but only to his own camouflage universe. This physical universe is however quite important to him, after all, but he is well isolated within it.

He has constructed matter as an outward manifestation of inner reality. He can to some extent destroy matter, but he cannot destroy the inner reality.

[...] My thought was that the bulk of the material he gives had more appeal emotionally for him than the object itself, and he confirmed this after break. [...]

The object, a shoelace that he holds in his hand.

[...] I hope by now he realizes that extrasensory perception is a poor term at best. [...] Nevertheless, he is far ahead since he dispensed with material from other researchers, and relied upon his own.

(This afternoon John Bradley, our friend from Williamsport, PA, who has been a witness several times now, stopped and asked if he could be a witness for tonight’s session; he also had some information on how to obtain some extra copies of this material. [...]

Ruburt was myself, Seth, many centuries ago, but he grew, evolved and expanded in terms of a particular, personal set of value fulfillments. He is now an actual gestalt, a personality that was one of the probable personalities into which Seth could grow. [...]

[...] John had not mentioned to us that he felt changes were imminent in his company, Searle Drug, but after the session he noted that such might well be the case. [...]

[...] The doctor you might have been once dreamed of a probable universe in which he would be an artist. He continues to work out his own probabilities. He exists in fact. You call his system an alternate system of probability, but this is precisely what he would call yours.

[...] He said, “Seth is coming, have to hang up.” Then he didn’t know what he meant. [...]

[...] He tells me that this warp will only exist for a short time, connecting his reality and mine, before it disconnects and that the same situation probably will not happen again. He also tells me that it is difficult to get back.

[...] He has no conscious knowledge of wanting to be a doctor as a child, but in painting he always emphasized body structure and form.

[...] In your terms, he is more alien, since he cannot relate to your physical existence as well as I do because of my background in it.

(9:27.) Seth Two does represent what I will become, to some extent, and in your terms, yet when I become what he is he will be something different. [...]

I am alive in Seth Two’s memory, as a self from which he sprang. Yet the self I am now is not the self from which he sprang. [...]

Here he seems to make contact with impersonal symbols whose message is somehow automatically translated into words. [...]

[...] For the scientist, if he would heed the call and if he would take a spade and dig in the middle of February perhaps down into the earth to find our seed, would find simply a shell. He would not find the reality of the seed. [...] He can only weigh the body and the elements that compose you. He can tell you how much your brain weighs. He cannot tell you what you are feeling or thinking or touch the reality of your subjective experience and herein lies your reality and your proof and your existence and your feeling. [...]

I simply use these eyes better than he does, and for someone who has been dead as long as I have that is saying something. [...]

(To Natalie.) To our friend in the corner, if you are receptive, you will know who the personality is who has been speaking to you, and he is a good friend of mine. [...]

[...] He is an apprentice teacher. [...]

[...] And in your mind the Pope represents that organization and he paid tribute. He gave to these hooded robbers that came in at the side door. He did not give much, but he gave, and he gave because any religion must pay tribute to the inner knowledge of the self and the true inner knowledge does not come in through the front door. [...]

I want you to get on with your own discussion, however, the hungry man knows that he is hungry and in India it is not the hungry man who is filled up either with food or with spiritual ideas. [...] But Ruburt did not want to add his ideas to this discussion, he wanted to find out what you thought, and so I should, by rights, not add mine. [...]

Now in your own way, you were asking the same kind of question that he was asking and you set your own kind of drama about it. [...]

Our friend has a letter he wants you to hear about and I want to hear some more personal and involved questions. [...]

[...] He hurts no one. He supports himself a good deal of the time. [...] He adds a flavor to the world that would be missing otherwise, and through his very eccentricity, to some extent he shows other people that their rigid views of reality may indeed have chinks in them here and there.

[...] Why on earth, he thought, should someone form such a reality?

(4:41 p.m. Jane said, “I have the feeling that whenever Seth gives exercises like that, that he’s giving them just when I need them, and the reader too. Some of the stuff he advocates I do real well, and others I don’t.”

Donald may be so terrified of making choices, so indecisive, that he constructs an imaginary superbeing who orders him to do thus and so. [...]

[...] Our friend might also be convinced that he himself is evil, unworthy, or even depraved, the lowest of men or women. [...]

The individual, like Donald, has also given up the responsibility for his own choices, and feels that he or she cannot be held responsible for any destructive acts that might be committed.

[...] There is no doubt that at times he is unaware of his surroundings during a session. [...] It is a phenomena in which he gives consent, and he could, at any time and in a split second, return his conscious attention upon the physical environment.

[...] The suggestion of a chair for reading or relaxation, or a small desk in the bedroom, is merely so that our wandering Ruburt can have one other place in another room where he feels he can go. [...]

Once or twice he looked for signs, and this is hardly a healthy reaction. [...]

[...] When Ruburt is not aware of his surroundings during a session, he is still aware of his surroundings to some degree, and can return to them. [...]

[...] This process can also result in a similar approach on my part when I discuss his dictation, so I’ll initiate a summary of Volume 1 by using four sources presented by Seth himself: a key passage from his Preface; the headings he gave for the three sections that comprise Volume 1, along with a few elaborations of my own; a brief description of the appendixes which I assembled over a period of time; and a passage from the 762nd session, in which, eight months after he’d finished “Unknown” Reality, Seth speaks further about his purposes in producing it.

First, though, I’ll explain that in sessions Seth refers to Jane by her male entity name, Ruburt — and that he does so (as I quote him in Appendix 18) simply because “the given entity identifies itself more with the so-called male characteristics than with the female.” He also addresses me by my entity name, which is Joseph.

[...] A second group stems from what Seth says, and what we’ve come to believe about what he tells us. [...] As he told us in the 681st session for Volume 1 of “Unknown” Reality:

[...] In a personal session given for us in 1977, he said: “Some [people] do not want my authority questioned. [...] 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.

[...] Ruburt never said “Will the people in Elmira understand what I am saying?” He wrote because he had to write what he wrote. [...]

If it were not for television, you would not know much about Anita Bryant, you would not know much about the Reverend Jones, who believed he was God and led (in quotes, out of quotes), “his followers into folly”. [...] And the same applies to our Reverend Jones, and to any fanatic, for the fanatic speaks in exaggerated terms, but he or she speaks beliefs that to some extent each of you hold, but to what degree? [...]

[...] It is a world of individuals, and distorting an old historic statement: God must love individuals because he never made anything else. [...]

(Rick talked about a suggestion for a dream from the Gates of Horn, and that he felt his dream had related to the City. [...]

Because of the personal material given in late sessions, Ruburt has the habit of worrying—protecting the idea of time and ability as described, so that in one day he will worry about what distractions may arise the next day, and this puts him on guard. [...]

When he is at peace in the moment, the muscles are allowed to relax. [...]

You are, as he is, wondering how you will do what you want to, on your part—your painting, the book, renewed regular sessions, and regular chores. [...]

[...] A newspaper man, a colleague of hers, told Peg that, though he didn’t know me at all, he awakened in the middle of the night convinced that I was in his room. My name kept coming to him over and over, and he sensed my presence. The man has no interest in psychic matters, and told Peg because he knew she was a friend of mine. His experience happened the same night that I tried to get to Gallaghers — and he lives in the same area.

“Our priests,” he mused, “have spoken
of Man Who made our pond.
Perhaps He left this as a token,
Between us, to be a bond.”

[...] He used a most advantageous method of projection without knowing that he did so, and I highly recommend this method to you both. [...]

A frog sat still and stared with awe
At a watch that lay in the sand.
“Now,” he thought, “I am quite sure
There is such a thing as Man.”

(Tam has rejected Stefan Schindler’s book on Seth – he did so last week—so this morning Jane called Eleanor Friede to see if she wanted to examine the work. [...] Then Jane called S. Schindler with that news; he in turn has “a list” of West Coast publishers he wants to try, evidently thinking the university press route won’t work.

[...] Now Ruburt has much slighter versions, in which, say, daily or weekly tensions no longer collect as they did, which allows him some physical improvement—but he also feels that if he really relaxed he would only do the dishes or whatever. [...]

[...] That Rob was having a “body vacation” or that his body was taking a vacation, a rest; and that the contrast between his floppy state and his usual one would let him know how tight he’d been.... Something about us not taking vacations….and even not wanting to rest between mental creative projects; that Rob had his stomach troubles when he needed a rest....a vacation of some sort could have prevented that....but since we prefer to do things differently, we should frequently arrange changes in our lives....that we control....changes in the house, routine, hours....or even a week off to do the house or yard or whatever.... [...]

[...] He told us many things and answered—and asked—many questions. [...] Among other things, he said that “there is no place for the Seth material to be kept,” that “you have to make a place for it, for it is unique.” [...]

[...] “There was more there,” Jane said, “but he felt he’d better quit because you were so uncomfortable. Also—he wasn’t justifying that he wheeled and dealed at that time....”)

I am trying to develop Ruburt’s abilities so that he does not use his own nervous energy in these sessions because, oh, he would squawk if he was tired and did not get his own writing time in.

[...] He thinks he is undisciplined. Actually he early recognized his ability to draw upon added energy, and somewhat feared it.

[...] But contrariwise he doubted, always probed and then often doubted quite legitimate results, as indeed he sometimes continues to do so.

[...] He would have discovered much more had he been able to trust his intuitions even more, and able to leave more of the so-called scientific proof of his theories to lesser men, to give himself more inner freedom.

[...] He interprets it as agitation, and it is indeed a stirring up of bodily activity. He is aware of the unevenness, the slight jolting, for in a way he is literally shaking himself out of a long-held posture and position.

[...] He is freer now, but all of this applies to him when he resumes on another book. [...]

[...] He’s done this before at sessions. [...]

I will go into the reasons for his trouble during our next session, as I do not believe he can bear up to it this evening.

[...] Unfortunately, he blocked out all of this except the right one.

[...] Surely he must be aware that his mother’s characteristic pose in bed was one that necessitated a complete turning of the upper body, whenever she wished to look one way or the other; and that her neck, because of her arthritis, could not turn normally.

(In closing out the last session, Seth told us that he’d “cover everything that needs to be covered” in his books, and I wrote that sometimes I’d still choose to insert other particularly apropos material of his into whatever book he might be producing at the time. [...]

[...] Nor do I want to wait an indefinite time before he may incorporate similar information in a book — even this one. [...]

[...] As he wondered, I very briefly responded to the effect that since we come from such different perspectives, it is actually quite difficult to give your scientist what I would consider a full response. [...]

It is no coincidence that Ruburt does not possess a scientific vocabulary, though he does possess a scientific as well as intuitive mind. [...]