“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Events began to come to a head last week with the professional visit of “our” optometrist, Jim Adams, to check Jane’s double vision problems.

[...] She shook her head: “I don’t know what I think. [...]

[...] You stood in the doorway and actually heard his thoughts in your head. [...]

[...] You have not really gotten it through your head that such thoughts do not represent practical reality, but impractical reality. [...]

The negative thoughts can and should be recognized and plucked up as they are encountered, but you do not need a shovel to pluck up one weed at a time, nor hit yourself over the head with a sledgehammer for finding a weed in your garden. [...]

Being with your parents brought things to a head, because both of your attitudes were aggravated by the environment; you (Sue) relating more as a young girl in the family homestead, and he reacting as the stranger who came in the back door.

[...] I was amazed at the loudness of the sounds that came from my physical head, just beneath “me.” [...]

[...] They then began with a psychological head start as they formed new primitive groupings. [...]

[...] “Oh, he’s got them stacked up to here,” and Jane patted the top of her head.

(Following the last session, Jane began thinking about chapter divisions and headings for the new book. [...]

My dreaming self
Came in
And walked about.
I felt as if doorknobs turned,
Opening rooms up
In my head.

[...] You faced the bitterness head on, and saw it objectified. [...]

[...] In the second one he stressed that although Jane was still afraid of spontaneous bodily relaxation, “[Ruburt] is safe, supported and protected—that is, of course, the message that he is trying to get through his head at this time.” [...]

[...] / I am exhausted, / near dying, /
a partially empty / shell, paper-thin / with all my /
life alive / and flaming / only in my head / but nearly /
unstirring. [...]

[...] He is safe, supported and protected—that is, of course, the message that he is trying to get through his head at this time. [...]

[...] The ego rears its head, in this case a rather attractive head, and the ego makes its protests.

Many of the participators have never known that they had access to such energy; therefore, the notion that it could be used creatively never entered their heads. [...]

[...] His position put him just in back of Jane’s head as she sat in her rocker.)

[...] You will die in a state of grace whether or not special words are spoken for you, or water or oil is poured upon your head. [...]

(December 15, Tuesday, 11:30 AM: I experienced, internally, a lateral rocking sensation, and one also from head to foot.

[...] It is basically a resolute characteristic with great potential for balance, a characteristic that can keep him headed, despite any disappointments in the proper directions. [...]

[...] I’ll be curious as hell to read it,” Jane said as she headed for the couch.