“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He said that writing can be, first, a method of standing apart from life to some extent — in order to capture life, and preserve the unutterable uniqueness of any given day. But, he said, you can then discover that the writing itself becomes the day’s experience. [...]

[...] Here’s the capsule version of the event that he sent to Tam after I’d asked Tam if he knew of anyone who remembered having such dreams:

[...] [When Seth discusses my “dreams” in this session, however, it turns out that from his perspective he’s able to be more accurate about labeling them than I was.]

[...] I wanted him to enlarge upon the statement he’d made at 11:29 in the 690th session: “Further developments in your concepts will lead to greater activation in portions of the brain now not nearly utilized, and these in turn will trigger expansions in both psychic and biological terms.” [...]

I did not have occasion to bring this up in our sessions, and he very nicely whipped in and picked it from my palm. He did a very good job of explaining my idea, for which I am grateful.

(Seth began by stating that he liked to sit in with us only as an interested participant, without bothering about notes, etc. Jane, he said, could use the practice of switching focus; and we did have the effect of a conversation among five people instead of four. [...]

[...] He too has been around. I could tell you much about Joseph and Denmark, but I would not divulge the circumstances in which he was so unfortunately involved.

[...] She said Seth might have mentioned it during Monday’s session had he not devoted the session to the material on my Aunt Ella.)

(Yesterday we received from Hal Williams begonia pills for pain; he’d mentioned sending these to Jane during his visit recently. [...]

[...] “I have the feeling he’s way back there,” she said, “waiting for me to get ready....” [...]

[...] It is the result of your focusing of love for each other and of Ruburt’s changes in belief, so that he could take advantage of the body’s vast reservoirs to begin a much-needed process of rejuvenation. [...]

[...] He is not yet aware of many aspects of his new condition (Jane’s voice was becoming somewhat deeper and faster), and is now learning to manipulate within it. [...] His periods of communication are necessarily brief, simply because he is unable at this time to utilize his energy to that direction with any effectiveness.

[...] He was not at his best. [...]

[...] There are two men in particular he would have met. [...]

[...] A nasal voice, he used frequent extra breaths between words or sentences and many ahs between words, you see, or syllables, as: well—ah—.

[...] Actually, subconsciously he picked up my thoughts on this occasion. He picked them up a few minutes earlier but his mind waited for a suitable occasion to transpose the word spacious in connection with the present. [...]

[...] Looking back into the empty studio, he raced into the living room, jumped up on a bookcase beneath a window and hid behind a curtain.

[...] Yet Willy spent at least five minutes making a careful survey of the studio; he remained in a very jumpy mood until just before the session began.

[...] “I like to keep busy right up to the session,” she said, “especially when I don’t know what he’s going to talk about.” [...]

(Seth’s material here in the 724th session, given on December 4, 1974, at once reminded me of an informal session he’d held on a Friday evening some 10 months ago. [...]

[...] In the discussion of “primitive” and “civilized” man that followed, Warren presented his opinion that some civilizations, such as those of Babylonia, Egypt, the Incas, and so forth, had been founded by initiate groups from Atlantis⁴ … that while “primitive” man may have had a kind of gestalt consciousness, he had no individual consciousness. [...]

[...] “I wasn’t referring to regular history,” he said, “but to esoteric history —”

[...] To keep the discussion simple, I will answer you in reincarnational terms; but as Ruburt is discovering as he writes his Adventures in Consciousness,⁶ many more elements are involved.

—I give Ruburt my heartiest wishes for his birthday, though he is far older than his tender 39 years. He misses me.

[...] (Pause.) He was uneasy when our sessions first began. I knew he would not take this as a lark. [...]

[...] A friend gives us the Times after he is through with it, the day after publication.

He is a part of the overall entity that did become physical, although now in your terms that portion of his existence is finished. [...]

[...] She wasn’t reading the book now, but she realized Seth wasn’t following, literally, the outline he’d given for it before he began dictating it chapter by chapter. I told her I thought Seth was presenting it just as he wanted it done; she agreed that she might as well relax and just let it come out.

In our demonstration, to which of course Joseph gave his permission, he allowed his consciousness to retreat, and to some degree began to cut off its physical expression. He was not aware consciously of his permission, simply because this kind of demonstration could not be held if the normal waking consciousness knew. [...]

[...] And he was right: by 10:30 I was much better. [...]

[...] If the dying person overidentifies with the body then he can easily panic, thinking that all expression is therefore cut off, and for that matter that his consciousness is about to be extinguished.

3. A note added later: Of course, as soon as Seth mentioned units of consciousness in “Unknown” Reality I thought of the electromagnetic energy units (EE units, as he called them) that he’d discussed in 1969 and 1971. [...] In the latter material he used several evocative analogies to describe his EE units: “… basically emanations rising from consciousness … the invisible breath of consciousness … The emanations are actually emotional tones … The units are just beneath the range of physical matter.”

Ruburt’s own development makes this possible, for it was necessary that he progress to the point that he has in Adventures,² and reach the level of certain theories so that these could be used as springboards. [...]

[...] In his earlier material he left himself plenty of room to add to his data on such units of consciousness. “They are one form [my emphasis] that emotional energy takes,” he told us in the 504th session. [...]

[...] He also mentioned such a possibility in the 681st session at 10:00. [...]

With that in mind, Leonard’s problem upset you not only because he was and is a friend. [...] Leonard lives alone, however, and though he has brothers and sisters, you thought of him as alone. [...]

Also ask the natural man is he feels the same way you do. Ask him if he has anything to say. [...]

[...] Despite the circumstances of the last week or so, because he is trying to relate to the moment as it exists. [...]

[...] The author is basically too unsure of himself to call the book either fiction or nonfiction—thus he saves himself from answering many intelligent questions by saying this is conjecture, even while he takes shelter under the name of science. [...]

[...] But he wasn’t in for the day. [...]

Ruburt’s brief dream experience, in which he crossed the street and began eating lustily a piece of steak, unconsciously activated all the portions of the body that would be necessary for such activity, though on a miniature scale. [...]

He functions in a nightly dream world in the same fashion, and only when or if you begin to distrust dreams do you hesitate or falter, or feel afraid to move, and also feel as if you are caught in a nightmare. [...]

Ruburt should continue as he has been, and further blocks of symptoms will drop away. [...] He is in other words at the beginning of a new venture.

[...] He is expressing his salvation now through his poetry, which is natural for both portions of the self. [...]

[...] The next day Jane got a letter from F. Fell in which he outlined plans for the start of a national ad campaign to promote the book. [...]

[...] She had no use for your father’s talent of inventiveness, because he did not use it to make money.

[...] He was tuning into probable neurological materializations … that are ghost images inherent in the normal nervous structure … latent connections biologically part of the cells’ realities. He was moving into other selectivities. [...]

[...] Ruburt, “him,” “he” — entered in; yet [as she was to note in a subsequent statement] she wasn’t picking up on Seth:)

[...] Fresh material was being born anew in the past, and he didn’t know how to fit it into his time scheme.”

[...] An interesting question: According to the feelings she expressed toward the end of her third statement, Seth himself evidently isn’t represented by [or called out of] such a sidepool of consciousness — yet what sort of connection might, or does, he have with one? [...]

[...] He’s so small, he still almost fits in just one of my hands. During this evening’s session, he slept curled up on the couch beside me.

(He died on November 5, 1976, while at home with us. [...]

[...] He sees Jane’s book as a prime example of what can be done in that area.

(Eddie Albert calls again today telling me he just finished Speaks, asking about world problems, starvation, good and evil, etc. [...]

[...] He said... [...]

[...] At first she didn’t want to tell me what he’d said until after lunch, but I persuaded her to tell all. [...] He told Jane that there could be an infection there, at the site of perhaps a bone spur — he wasn’t sure. [...]

[...] He gets chemotherapy tomorrow, so I won’t see him until the next day. He can come home between treatments. [...]

(In my dream I’d written that he had a heart attack, but this appears to be off the mark, although pinpointing the correct area of his trouble. [...]

(Jeff Karder had been in to see Jane this morning, and had seemed pleased enough as he examined her bedsores, and so forth. He’d also agreed that she could forget the sleeping pill at night before sleep, and stick to just aspirin — a definite improvement. He hadn’t, however, held out any hope that Jane could get to sit up, because of her broken right leg, and this had depressed her. [...]

(Yesterday we received from Hal Williams of Lancaster, PA, three medications he had promised to send: a baby cream, a calindula flower extract for use on Jane’s decubiti, and a powder—also I believe based on the calindula—for her to take at 12 hour intervals for blue fingers, if any. [...]

(Long pause.) He was reactivating old beliefs with their physical representation in the body. [...]

[...] “Funny,” she said, “but I could tell at the end that he could say a lot more about those lapses.” [...]

[...] Again, bodily efforts are as magical, as creative, certainly, as the writing of a book or a poem (intently) — but Ruburt in the past trusted his creative abilities as if they were something he had to guard from his physical self.

You are both finally making vital strides in understanding as a result of our last sessions in particular, and on Ruburt’s part because of the changed attitudes he has allowed, and the changed physical habits: the encouragement of motion, the expanded feeling of identity, which now includes the physical body rather than trying to exclude it.

[...] This is because he began to take the pressure off, so to speak, and really began to understand the abilities and limitations of the rational mind in its relationship to the body.

[...] “I’d hate to see it if he hadn’t,” Jane said.