“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] When you weren’t looking he was apt to hit you over the head with a rock for something you had said ten years ago, and completely forgotten. [...]

While I sleep and lie stretched out,
Eyelids closed and pupils dark,
Who walks wide-eyed downstairs
Through the door in the cold night air,
And travels where I have never been?
Who leaves clear memories in my head
Of people I have never met?
Who takes these trips while I
Never lift one inch from bed?
Who dreams?

The mover, the breather, the dreamer
Shares with me this fond flesh.
He is a twin so like myself
That I cannot recognize his face.
He goes his way and I go mine.
We never meet head-on, and yet
I am aware of this ghost
Behind my every word or act.
Who moves? [...]

[...] They think ideas reside in their heads. [...]

(Smile.) You need not paint one neck with ten heads, but the one portrait can be made to suggest previous structures and characteristics that have merged to produce the present head. [...]

[...] They will not automatically think that Ruburt is out of his head tonight. [...]

[...] And if you do not fight me, as is your privilege, then you can look across the circle and see my face, for I lift my head. [...]

[...] The position of the knees is tied into the positioning of the head and neck areas. [...]

The yawning is excellent, and also helps the entire head-neck area. [...]

[...] After having her vitals taken—temperature, 95.8—Jane began some mild overall motions with her left foot, head and shoulders, and arms. [...]

[...] You are then tempted to see trivial disturbances as large ones, and to cut off all heads indiscriminately, in order to get rid of one or two main disturbances, because you can no longer tell one from the other.

[...] There is a connection with this item and a dog’s head, or dog-shaped head. That is, an animal head either symbolized on the item, or in the shape of it. [...]

[...] I believe her head was covered. [...]

[...] She sat with her eyes closed now and her head down somewhat as she faced the three of us. [...]

(Almost at the beginning of the session Jane, as Seth, pointed at me and said my head would be clear for the rest of the evening. [...]

(As Seth suggested, it developed that my head was good for the next few hours, and I was more than willing to comply with the suggestion. [...]

(In case of a specific predicted event such a warning could be given, and if heeded could head off trouble. [...]

[...] My eyelids were very heavy; my head slumped sideways. [...]

I could tell that I was heading into a very deep trance state. [...]

[...] He had me stand with my head out of the kitchen window in the cold night air, but nothing seemed to help. [...]

(During break Jane got a brief but clear message from Seth: We should turn our bed back so that its head pointed north again, instead of to the west as it does now.

[...] The soul can change the focus of its consciousness, and uses consciousness as you use the eyes in your head. [...]

(Pause.) A particular idealist believes that the world is headed for disaster, and [that] he is powerless to prevent it. [...]

According to conditions, such a person could be a member of a small cult or the head of a nation, a criminal or a national hero, who claims to act with the authority of God. [...]

[...] Those are the headings.

[...] I also saw full-face heads, usually in sections, as half a face, etc., coming closer to me, usually with the lips moving soundlessly. As I saw the first head my sensation swept over me quite strongly, and continued for some little while.

[...] I saw many varied female heads, rather vague, mostly facing to my right. [...]

[...] I also said I thought the whole thing was in my head. [...]

(The day wasn’t bad — 25 degrees as I headed for room 330 — but a snowstorm was predicted for the afternoon. [...]

[...] He answered them in order.” He shook his head. [...]

[...] Then, as if to break the mood, mentally I heard Seth make a joke to the effect that Joseph was not to get a big head just because Seth had apologized. [...]

[...] I felt at these times as if new information was being “popped into my head,” or rather, into my whole being. [...]

[...] He suggested that the bed be placed with the head at the north, for example, and made other comments. [...]

(Seth told Peggy to stand up and stretch her arms over her head frequently during the day. [...]

[...] In addition, Peggy should be careful at the end of this exercise, when she drops her head forward, supposedly in a relaxed manner. [...]

[...] At the same time, her neck was so relaxed that her head kept dipping down. [...]

[...] We will deal with some of this under the heading of responsibility later. [...]

[...] (Pause.) There still seems to be some chemical reaction to metal (Jane paused, eyes closed, then shook her head in puzzlement), an acid connection here. [...]

[...] (Jane shook her head.) I do not know the meaning of this impression, unless she has one name and uses another. [...]