“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now it’s later and he’s just sort of sitting there and he’s drinking and they’re in the kitchen and she threw something—and she says now she’d rather he (pause) was really full of life again like he was… Rather than like an old man…

[...] (Orlando, FL, 20 mile trip approximately, to hospital, often.) He wore the jacket that day and the note was in the jacket, and she put it there and he didn’t know it was there.

[...] (He is now in 2nd floor back bedroom. [...] Moved in after Billie’s death.) She thinks he should sleep downstairs.

[...] If he walks in the night and is restless he will have more freedom without bothering others… (Long pause, eyes closed.) You will have to give me a moment here…. [...]

[...] He wanted to show that God was not responsible for the world’s cruelties. Darwin loved nature in all of its aspects, yet he could not reconcile its beauties and splendors with the course of its events. He could not bear to see a cat play with a mouse, without blaming God who would permit such cruelty. He tried to wipe God’s hands clean, as he understood the nature of God through his early beliefs—but in so doing he wiped the soul from the face of nature. [...]

To a large degree, however, and for many people, he did remove the idea of God’s injustice, even if he removed the image of God in the process. [...]

[...] He must not be so afraid, then, of losing the teeth—and then perhaps he can save them. [...]

[...] The self could be trusted least of all, however, so that Ruburt felt a necessity to criticize his procedure and performance, lest he was leading you and he both down a Freudian garden path.

[...] He was not at his best this evening. However he did very well for me. In the past when he was not at his best, we simply could not get this much legitimate information through. He is operating in a more efficient manner, and his attitude of late is of great benefit to us.

[...] She read a few of the poems from the book to Mr. Fell over the phone and outlined her ideas for its humorous format, etc.; to her surprise he requested that she send him the manuscript for consideration. Jane had not been aware that he would consider poetry. Mr. Fell also asked to see the manuscript on the Seth material,and told Jane some of the plans he had for publicizing her ESP book, due to be published this May. [...]

The mine was a case where he was not quick enough. I gave him the underground impression, but he did not translate this into grave, simply because he does not like graves.

He is obviously drawing upon knowledge that is beyond his own conscious abilities. [...] He is reaching beyond his own personal subconscious, for while the personal subconscious does have definite knowledge unknown to the conscious mind, it also has definite limits.

[...] He is an excellent medical representative for Searle Drug, but feels he is not being extended enough in his work; he wants more challenge. Seth has advised patience here; John said this is difficult for him but that he is carefully considering the advice. [...]

(John said he agreed with Seth’s material. He verified that a situation does arise on Wednesdays in his home. [...] Mary-Ellen is not the type to talk with others about personal affairs, John said, but he has had the thought that she may get satisfaction listening to others talk about their troubles. [...]

[...] Frederick Y. becomes ill whenever he smells a certain perfume. He does not know the reason. [...]

Ruburt is not particularly pleased with what he knows I am about to say, but I am not held by the same social rules that hold him in this particular matter, and I know Philip perhaps better than he does.

[...] Rob always enjoyed Seth’s sense of humor, and he was still smiling at the last remark when I came out of trance. “He called me Joseph again,” he said.

[...] Much later, he was to give some excellent material on the nature of physical matter and its “mental” components. But at the time of this session, he told us all we could understand, while he began slowly to build up the necessary background and concepts.

[...] Rob spent a good deal of time typing the sessions, as he still does. He couldn’t do much more without cutting down on his own painting hours, so I often did experiments on my own while he was in the studio.

HE WAS ON HIS WAY TO THE HOLY LANDS. HIS SHOES HAD BEEN STOLEN AS HE SLEPT. [...]

He is in a building several stories high, and he is not on the first floor. [...] He has matches in his hand, and lights one. He stares at the matches, a small packet of ordinary matches.

He takes prissy tiptoeing steps, always looking backward with worried caution. He does not carry his precious spherical time idea far enough to begin with. [...]

His control over the nervous system of the person through whom he communicates will be faulty and erratic. His interests will largely be those he had during physical existence. [...]

He will be mainly concerned in an effort to prove his survival. His messages will be full of trivial but significant data that will make his survival plain to those he has left behind.

[...] Now when our man in the automobile reaches the tree he is further ahead, so to speak, in distance. He is also in some respects further ahead in time, yet actually he is not. [...] He is beyond the man on the corner in space. [...] But although he sees him pass in space he knows that they exist, he and the motorist, simultaneously even though usually the idea of passing on involves time.

[...] If you were, or if man A was blind, he would not see the tree in question. If he were deaf he would not hear the car. [...]

He would in no way lose consciousness of who he was, and he would perceive these experiences, again, somewhat in the same manner that you perceive heat and cold. [...]

[...] He need not walk that distance in order to know what is there since he can see everything between himself and the tree, at least as far as large objects are concerned. [...]

[...] He has conditioned himself not to feel the impulse, so that when he is aware of it, in your terms, it is too late. This frightens him because consciously he has not been aware. When he is, then of course the slow motions add to the problem. He put off bodily functions as long as he could, for what he thought of as mental creativity—and all of this is highly related to the ideas of time as I explained them.

[...] Ruburt fixed it so that he could only sit at his desk—and for all your protests, my dear friend, you acquiesced. He finally became so physically upset that he is ready to dismiss the symptoms. But he also needed your help, because while the main method was his, your intents were in unison and the same—to protect yourselves and your creativity from an unsafe universe. [...]

[...] This has to do with Ruburt’s symptoms, for he felt that he must be at his desk so many hours, whatever the number, and you became so obsessed with the amount of physical hours that you had to devote to painting that you began to divide up your psyche in terms of time.

[...] If Ruburt becomes so spontaneous, then you must be able to make money from your painting, for he might not spend sufficient time at his work.

(Frank, incidentally, had brought a ladder so he could get upon the roof to look down our chimney in an effort to see what creatures were causing the rumpus in the fireplace above the damper. With my flashlight, he glimpsed a medium-sized coon, but couldn’t tell if it was male or female, or whether it had young. He returned at 5 PM to drop a heavy rope down the chimney in the hope the raccoon might climb out. [...]

(Frank, also, has never come across another case like Jane’s, from the days he was a chiropractor until now. He said that doctors would have trouble diagnosing her symptoms. [...] Jane is really bothered, though, and we trust that Seth was correct in the last session when he said this phase of Jane’s symptoms would soon pass. [...]

[...] Ruburt’s dreams have been helping him identify his own personal experience as he interpreted such beliefs in early life. (Long pause.) He has been bringing a combination of physical and mental events together, so that they can be encountered in the present and in the light of his new information. [...]

[...] If Ruburt understands these issues the entire affair will resolve itself, for he will feel at one with himself. (Pause.) He is getting rid of feelings and sensations however that have blocked his progress in the past. [...]

He has managed to organize physical reality because he focuses so intensely within it. [...] He perceives bits and pieces of other realities. As long as his perception in this manner is so disorganized and so fragmentary he cannot hope to compose any conception of the total.

[...] Dependency feelings that are overwhelming could be given freer and safer expression, if the patient had the suggestion given to him that he would dream of himself in dependent positions. He could then behave in the physical environment with greater confidence. He could to some extent have his cake and eat it too.

[...] The individual involved would experience the aggressiveness, and yet he would hurt no one. Suggestions could even be given so that he learned to understand his own aggressiveness through watching himself in the dream state.

[...] We had mailed it to him on July 23rd, Friday, taking it for granted he would want to keep it for a while. [...]

[...] When they visited the author, however, he was optimistic and brusque. He said “You do indeed have control,” and his personal manner was such that he convinced them. [...]

[...] The sudden easy improvements you noted, however, as with the speed (in walking), came when he allowed himself some playful rest, and when he kept his spirits up. [...] He has determined not to backtrack, for example; but both of you must remember that creativity is playful—that is, that you must not try too hard, that you mentally look the other way now and then, and not watch the pot boil all of the time.

[...] He should feel free anytime to walk, and if it is ten times a day, the both of you should be grateful—for he continues his progress. Before long he will begin to navigate somehow alone.

[...] He ignores the message, and sleeps, muttering in protest at the discomfort, and then it takes him another hour or so after breakfast, simply because he did not move the body when it was ready to move.

Ruburt did very well with his mental exercises — unusually well except for a few instances, when he did allow self-pity to grab ahold. It is extremely important that he concentrate upon those pleasures of life that he does enjoy. [...]

[...] Following as he has been, he will indeed be able to stand on his own two feet, and to walk with some confidence. He must, however, have faith that this is so — and again, without worrying about how it will happen.

[...] He invited me to a late supper with his girl, Lisa. [...]

Now, our friend seldom attempts to block during a session as he did in the past. After a session in which he has been in a deep trance, a portion of him becomes leery, however. [...]

Our friend is finally learning to take his concentration away from his symptoms, and he is losing them. [...] Intense concentration even upon an object is useful whenever he is bothered. [...]

It is possible (pause, long) that the changes of which Philip has been told will not occur and were furthermore not intended to occur: that he has been told so for other reasons.

[...] Recently he told us that his territory might be changed, effectively cutting out Elmira and including instead an area of small towns in Pennsylvania. [...]

[...] Yesterday, on two occasions, he was quite surprised, but mildly so, to find strong phlegm in his throat. On one occasion he was on the phone to you (Janice) and on another occasion he was in another man’s office. Now he worked with his pendulum and discovered one reason for the phlegm and the cough when he was speaking to you, having to do with the fact that his own writing hours were not done. But he did not search any more deeply than that. Instead, you see, yesterday on two occasions he picked up the fact of his father-in-law’s illness, the phlegm in the father-in-law’s lungs and eschewing heart difficulties. On both of these occasions he reacted physically to information that was psychically perceived and all without recognizing the stimulus or the reason for the physical symptoms. [...]

[...] He can change in many respects, however, as he feels you are able to understand and accept those changes. Now from him you would not take many of the things that I can say to you and he knows that. [...]

Sending energy in his direction will help but he is doing very well on his own. He has consciously already begun to exist in another sphere of reality. [...]

(To Sissy.) He is all right. [...]

He was looking for someone like the young boy, someone whose actions would result in his death, but in a death without malice, a death that would in its way serve an important purpose. [...] He would not have taken anyone with him. He wanted to die, but also in an indirect fashion, in that he could not consciously shoot himself, while he could kill himself in an event that seemed to be accidental.

[...] He did not want to die of a long illness. He felt trapped. He wanted to leave his wife (who is 49) and yet could not bring himself to do so. [...]

[...] He did not want to live into an old age—but more than that, life had lost its flavor for him. He had sired his children, loved as well as he could, done his job—but there was no contemplative life to look forward to, no greater love than the one with his wife—and that love while conventionally sound enough, did not content him.

[...] Tam told Jane that at our request he’d checked with John Nelson, who in turn had checked the contract with the Swiss publisher, to the effect that the German-language translation of Seth Speaks is definitely not to be cut, as that particular publisher had wanted to do a couple of years ago. So the two foreign-language editions of that book are certainly good news —the kind that Seth wants Jane to list daily, as he suggested she do. [...]

[...] He thinks of an umbrella, and is now in a very small room or enclosure. He holds something up high that dangles, as from a chain or string. It dangles freely, like a pendulum, and he watches it. [...]

He has his glasses off. [...] He wears a green robe with a tassel on the belt ends. [...] He may have a late caller this evening. [...]

[...] He is now at the point where he can greatly improve the condition of his eyes, and his vision, through consistent self-suggestion. [...]

(Seth began discussing the inner senses in the 20th session; by the 50th session he had gone into some detail on nine of them, with more to come. By the 59th session he had also included eleven basic laws of the inner universe, plus three properties of physical material.

[...] John Bradley reported that Seth as he went along began to answer each question he—John—thought of as soon as it came to mind. Jane and I suggested to John that he write a statement as a witness to the session. [...]

He was in a different position when he was a woman, and if I may give away secrets, he was beaten by one pigheaded husband who had a snout to match.

S-c-h-r-a-v-a-n-s-d-a-t-t-e-r. He was at the time 33 and had been caught in an act of shall we say indiscretion, for which he was severely and unjustifiably beaten. [...] And he now, as John, is familiar with this previous husband in a business relationship.

[...] The point however remains that man became so fascinated with the conscious ego that he ignored the part of himself that made the ego possible, and ignored the part of himself that gives to the ego the very powers of which he is so consciously proud.

(This afternoon John Bradley, who was our witness for the 26th session, stopped in to ask if he could be a witness for the session tonight. He also wanted to borrow my studio for an hour to make up a chart for one of his medical displays. He thought he might miss the beginning of the session while working in the studio, but the informality of the idea seemed good. [...]

[...] He was interested because he said he had been considering, lately, his own approach to certain problems in the business world. He is a drug salesman.

[...] Jokingly she asked John when he was going to become a ham radio operator. Whereupon John surprised us both by telling us that he was already actively considering such a hobby, had set aside a room in his home for it, and had acquired some equipment. He had not told us this before. [...]

[...] He jumps, so to speak, in the water— but he jumps, no one else. [...]

He may, on the other hand, react to and interpret portions of the thought that are not similar. He may then react and interpret the similarity or the difference. [...]

The receiver will understand and interpret in general the intensity range that he is in the habit of using himself. [...] He may pick up the portions of the thought which are similar to the main thought, in which case some scientific proof of sorts can be achieved.

He does not interpret the thought. He interprets its meaning, and forms a new thought identity.

During the rest of the week, he should if possible forget about the marketing aspect. [...]

He also often voices some of your own fears. [...] He is learning, just lately now, how to release them, and the body is beginning to let go. [...]

[...] There are points where he wants to cry, and if he lets himself feel these stages you will be able to recognize them and go beyond them. [...]

At one time when communication was poor, he tried to use your moments of tenderness as opportunities to tell you his worries. [...] The less open communication you had, the more he seized that opportunity to speak.

With all of his repressions, love-making became the most loaded time, for in a moment of weakness he feared he might spill out his feelings about your job and all the other material that has come to light.