“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He needed a while to be reassured that you were not going to change back. He does not want you to baby him, nor do I. He is worried that you will think he does.

[...] He needed direction however, and he knew that you would help give it to him. [...] He would have gone, and has gone, to considerable lengths to allow you to freely begin to express your emotional reality to him.

[...] If he imagines himself easily and playfully, now, mounting the stairs or going down, this will help. He must not tell himself “The next time I will do it right,” but do it as a game, imaginatively.

You must help him realize that physically he can do more than he realizes. [...]

Such an optimist will of course not be blind, and he will see that there are indeed many blemishes in the world; but his overall faith not only sustains him, but because of his own state of mind his creativity blossoms to whatever degree he has it. And he manages to wipe away a few of those blights.

[...] Ruburt does need some kind of class or such activity, but he has grown frightened. [...] He can see people more when he is better, but you must indeed act at least mentally as if.

Ruburt does it when he reads poor material. He immediately makes a moral judgment against a poet whose material is artistically poor. [...]

[...] Ruburt first of all thought of how he could get his socks and shoes on, but then he tried to overcome those thoughts, and imagine the trip.(Sayre, PA—my home town.)

I hope that you will not find that he is now bigheaded, as well as pigheaded. He knows I speak only in jest. I did nevertheless tell you that he had been an artist at one time, did I not?

Ruburt knew he could look better if he spent half the time and effort, but was jealous anyway. [...] He obtained subconscious information concerning your past life, the one symbol of the tub serving three purposes. [...]

[...] As he passed me he turned his head to look back at me over his left shoulder, smiling serenely all the while. [...] He kept on pedaling, seemingly up a slight incline just beyond the intersection. [...]

[...] The conscious self responds without knowing it, often changing course and direction, to these dreams of which he is often not aware. The ego, the conscious ego, the so-called conscious self, is only the front man in the front lines, supported by multitudinous areas or portions of himself that he does not know, and whose messages come to him only through the correspondence of dreams.

He has finally decided to gain weight, and this in turn will alter his physical image and his conception of it for the better. [...] He needs encouragement, but then he will respond to it as a duck to water.

(11:03.) You told Ruburt that when he came down the stairs (this evening) you felt he would get well. [...]

I will have more to say at a later time, for definite steps will be taken to see to it that he relates more specifically soon with the exterior world. [...]

(Smile.) You might tell him that although he does not know it, he has a fine subconscious understanding of detail, which he then puts together and synthesizes. (Pause.) If he understands the creative uses of detail, then he will not be so consciously antagonistic to it. [...]

[...] He will not bother to use normal perception to obtain it. [...] I give him access to large fields of focus, I help him change the energy that he uses in perception into other directions, to turn it inward. [...] Then according to his basic characteristics, he used that information accordingly. [...]

[...] He would not be content simply to give the details on the snatches of paper as you gave them. [...]

[...] He did however leap out from the meaningless data for quite valid information connected to it, though often you could not check this out.

[...] He has tried expressing those abilities while feeling he needed all kinds of safeguards, both because he partially shared the belief that energy was dangerous, and because he also feared that other people would react to him in that fashion.

[...] It is easy to say that he overdid his defenses. (Pause.) Those defenses also served, however, to some degree (underlined) as a part of a larger learning process, and as a way of containing knowledge that he wanted and felt he required.

This does not mean that he was fated to do any such thing, that it would not be done more easily in other fashions, but you can see some correspondence there by looking at his (underlined) paintings, and the vivid use of contrasting colors that are not subtle. [...] In such a way he sees his own personal situation more clearly—but he also sees the world situation as it reflects the same kind of philosophical questions.

[...] After supper we’d talked about questions 2 and 13, the same ones we’d asked that Seth discuss in another recent private session; he hadn’t done so yet, though. [...]

At any given time, then, he may not feel it right to relax, because he has thus-and-thus a chore to perform, or because of the hour, or for any other reasons that will all serve to hide the fact that he is afraid of relaxing. He thinks he fears relaxing because then he will do nothing—but instead he is afraid of letting go because he fears he will go too far, and put himself in an unsafe position in the world. [...]

[...] Ruburt will naturally seek your aid, however, and your helpful hand, as he moves out of those limited corridors of activity—and so he is. [...]

[...] And as soon as Seth opened the session, I understood at once how he was going to link that tale with Jane’s own hassles. [...]

[...] Ruburt’s body suffered whether or not he intended it to, because value fulfillment was being further denied. [...]

[...] He was too close to the edge of the porch roof. [...] Even as I did he slipped, landed on his backside, then tumbled over the edge as he scrambled for his balance. I heard him hit the ground with such force that I was very afraid he had broken a limb. I then looked over the edge of the roof, and to my great agitation I saw that Dick had not only fallen off the roof and hit the ground hard, but that now he had slipped over the edge of a steep cliff beside the porch, and was saving himself only by grasping a skinny little shrub that was in the process of loosening in the frozen ground. At the same time, Bill looked up at me and I thought he was smiling; or at least he didn’t appear to be worried.

Although you did not really agree, you leaped in to help him; as you jumped off the roof to go to his aid, you found that he had fallen farther than you thought over the edge of the cliff, and was hanging on. This represented further debt that he has taken on. He had fallen further in debt.

[...] He fell into debt, as he fell off the roof; and on his part the purchase was an emotional and impulsive one.

[...] He is still ahead of you, for he is now up to his neck in debt. [...]

[...] He just hung there. Suddenly he realized that he was out of his body and didn’t know what to do next. He yelled out for me, but I was in my physical body, humming merrily out in the kitchen, and I never heard a thing. Desperately, Rob wished for some support, and quite spontaneously he created a child’s scooter that appeared beneath him. He could see the yard and garage clearly but the image of a grown-up man on a scooter up two stories from the ground was just too much — he snapped back to his body.

[...] He felt impelled to have a window in front of him in order to get out of the physical house, and the window through which he went was a fabrication of his own, a symbol. [...] He did not have the confidence, you see, to see himself passing through the physical walls, as he did in fact. Instead, he formed the imaginary window and projected through it.

[...] He fell asleep and “awakened” to find himself hovering about three feet out in the air outside his studio window, between the house and the large pear tree that shades the room. For a moment he just couldn’t understand what was happening. He knew that physically such a position was impossible, and he held his breath, waiting for the inevitable fall.

[...] He saw your second form as described earlier [in Session 262]. [...] When you appeared in your form two, he was conscious enough to recognize your arrival and then point out the dream image he had already created. [...]

[...] You can help most by reminding him of our resolutions when, say, he feels blue—for when he remembers them he does not need the reminder (with amusement)—and simply by reassuring him of his body’s good intent, and in its ability to follow through.

(9:46.) Some of the material (in this session) on pain should help clear Ruburt’s mind, but the past week’s blue periods and so forth simply represented one more example of a situation in which he tried to make himself get better by “realizing the gravity of his condition”—by contrasting his performance against “normal” performance, and by the old beliefs of not trusting the body. [...]

[...] He should forget any past behaviors, and start from the present, so that improvements are recognized and not lost in dissatisfaction.

[...] He has not been using his full abilities but he is now learning that he must do so if he is to develop, and if he is to do his best by you, for you are my students, you see, as well as his. [...]

[...] He is with you here and has never parted from you. In one sense you are not divided or separated and you will gain from his added development for he will telepathically let you understand matters that you have never understood before. [...]

[...] “I haven’t heard from any of the nurses,” Fred said, meaning he’d received no negative reports. He wanted to know how the ulcer on Jane’s knee was coming along, and I said very well. [...] He said he’d be up to see her one of these days. [...]

[...] He looked well, and seemed genuinely happy to see us. He had a class of school kids in town. He left at 3:55. [...]

[...] He’ll check about the uppers later. [...]

(Wade, incidentally, told Jane without being asked that she looked much better than she had the last time he saw her—before last April, when she came into the hospital. [...]

(Mr. Van Over appeared to be interested in Jane’s abilities, although he hadn’t read her ESP book. He briefly outlined a business venture he was launching himself in the fall, if possible, and asked if we could meet him in the lobby of our hotel, the Paramount, at 3 PM. [...]

[...] He was naturally concerned about the success of this venture, in which he was involved with others. [...]

(Ray Van Over described in some detail certain experiments he was organizing in which astral travel would be predominant. He also asked Jane if she would be willing to participate in tests, and she said yes. [...]

[...] He had a very few minutes for us before leaving his own office to keep an appointment. [...]

[...] When Ruburt has some improvements he is elated. Then, however, he stops to make sure that the danger is past, and to make certain it is safe to go ahead. [...] Then he stops, sensing the environment like an animal sensing the air. [...]

[...] He realizes that now. [...] At least twice a week Ruburt must write down his feelings, so that he does not inhibit them—highly important as he is recovering.

[...] He is not to feel threatened if while at his desk he feels like physical activity, for all in all his own rhythms will assert themselves. [...]

[...] For some time he convinced himself that there was. [...]

As he began the interview, Jack Cole told the unseen audience that I was a medium who spoke for a personality called Seth. He emphasized that my presence on the show didn’t necessarily mean that he or Sonja accepted Seth’s independent existence. [...]

[...] In the time available, he dwelt on one life in particular, during which he said Sonja had a cleft palate that impeded verbal communication. [...] He also said that Sonja loved color and fabric and that she used these as a method of communication in the past life as well as in this one. [...]

[...] Through me, he is producing the Seth Material, a continuing manuscript dealing with the nature of reality, consciousness and identity that now totals over fifty notebooks. He is also dictating his own book: Seth Speaks: The Eternal Validity of the Soul. To date, we have held nearly six hundred sessions. In fact, he seems to operate more efficiently in his contacts with physical reality than I do in my journeys into dimensions more naturally considered his.

[...] Whoever or whatever he is, he is well equipped to discuss the nature of nonphysical existence and to serve as a guide through the other side of consciousness, for it is his natural environment. He comes as a visitor from levels of awareness beyond those with which we are usually acquainted.

The dream represented a correlation of past, present and future, a knowledge that Ruburt was indeed an artist in a distant life, that he has strong abilities in that direction now; and it represents your inner realization of the type of painting he can ultimately produce in this life if he utilizes the ability. Your surprise in the dream represents your feeling that he is not using the ability. [...]

(I would like to remind the reader here that when Seth uses the term “area,” he means what up until recently he has called a “level” of the subconscious. Actually, he states, the subconscious is not neatly divided into levels, but is marvelously intertwined, like a labyrinth. [...]

[...] He struck you. You were then much younger than he. [...] He received a wound, not obviously critical, which developed blood poisoning.

[...] Hence he passes you by, the bicycle being a symbol of youth. That is, because you imagined that he would be a contemporary in age, you saw him on a bicycle, a child’s method of transportation, but because he was born earlier the vehicle carries him past.

[...] In the past he was not as honest as he is now with himself, and in his younger years as an adolescent he would never allow himself to know exactly what he was angry at.

[...] but just before break ended he became quite active, as he has often done lately during sessions. [...] Then as Jane began dictating he dove for her ankles and began nipping at them none too gently. [...]

[...] He did so Sunday night, yesterday, unknown to Jane and me. [...] Jimmy told me this afternoon that he had already seen the house.)

Earlier he could not afford to. Now, however, he must learn to use and understand these abilities. [...]

[...] (Long pause.) A note to Ruburt: he should keep a robe handy. [...] As a preliminary to the instructions I have given you, for 7 days he should give himself dream suggestions, and on several occasions, though not every night, tell himself that he will awaken after a dream and record it.

[...] In two cases he was using his own energy to sustain and direct the group, and to transport them, so to speak. He had some help from others in the group, but not enough for such sustained effort.

[...] He must also remind himself however to assist you, and to contact your astral self. If he finds himself astrally awake and sees only your physical body, then you are either on an unconscious astral trip already, or your astral body has not left your physical one. [...]

If he only sees your physical body then he should address you, announce his own out-of-body state and invite you to join him. [...]

He could indeed press for better clauses now, but in one way he would lose a certain advantage. He is an unknown quantity to the publisher to a large degree. [...] He has however gained several advantages, as you know, in altering the terms originally offered.

[...] In one way he will not be making as much money as he could if he insisted upon changes in the contract. [...]

[...] Undoubtedly Ruburt could receive better clauses if he pressed for them. [...]

[...] Also a lively concern shown by Ruburt in his letters as to publicity matters and promotion, with mention later of other books in the field that he plans.

Ruburt liked jobs where he was outside and free. [...] This, combined with your attitude that he take a normal job, almost literally paralyzed him, for your voice was added, in his mind you see, reinforcing the rigid attitude of the overly conscientious self. [...]

[...] When Ruburt imagines that he does not like women therefore, this is the reason. [...] While he was in the church the overly conscientious self agreed with the terms. [...]

This deprived Ruburt of the deeply-rooted sense of inner natural unity when he began to rationalize this or examine it intellectually; he already questioned it, and the questioning was on the part of the overly conscientious self. [...]

[...] Ruburt thinks this is because he is afraid of being made to feel a fool. [...]