“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He felt you did not want him to succeed here, and that despite what you said, for you always verbally encouraged him, you did not want him to receive clairvoyant checkable material. [...]

[...] Conditions in his own past prepared him for this docility, for which indeed his mother ridiculed him frequently; and yet the symptoms themselves, you see, were a way to fight you. [...]

[...] This did not leave him with much room. You did leave him with some however, for the symptoms themselves were the means that would bring you to these realizations. [...]

He did not work on his book, incidentally, because he felt you did not want him to. [...]

(Humorously:) I am not done with you yet, but I do not want him (Carl) to feel left out over here, and while you are recovering I will speak to him: for you were also in your own isolated universe, and if hers had fears in it, then yours was a valley of desolation in which your emotions were like unruly animals galloping around in there; and you were so frightened and worried about your own worth that you could not consider hers, and you were so insecure that her sensing insecurity, when you were aware of it, drove you to anger.

[...] You felt him very powerful, aggressive, and unreasonably so in his behavior. It did not seem to you that you could become as strong as you felt him to be then—that whatever you did you would fall short.

There was a certain quality in him that held a hidden cruelty, of which you were frightened. Emotionally you also went out to your mother, but you felt that she was dependent upon him, and weaker, and so to some extent you were afraid of your own feelings toward her.

Your father cut out his own world, you felt, in his house and in the wilderness, comparatively speaking, but at the same time because you feared him so you did not really feel he wanted you to do the same no matter what he said—because to prove yourself a better man would automatically destroy him.

[...] To some extent this was meant to reassure him. When he realizes, and you can help him, that he is indeed safe, only when he trusts his spontaneity, then he will be free.

Tell him to remember a poem, Rapunzel, that he wrote years ago. [...]

That is why it took so much out of him to restrain his own energy. [...]

[...] But he has been afraid of releasing it suddenly, for fear it would engulf him. [...]

[...] This is certainly garbled—but she made some notes on it, and I’ll be giving them to Pete, or at least telling him about them when I call him in the morning.

[...] Ruburt will have no setbacks, tell him, and his improvements will continue. [...]

(“I figure on calling Pete tomorrow morning and telling him about today’s events, but I don’t want to change probabilities by dwelling upon them. [...]

It is perfectly reasonable to contact your lawyer, and tell him the situation without stressing negatives, and without allowing yourself to get too upset. [...]

[...] I wanted him to leave before he was offered the position. It may not, the position may not really mean much to him, but its acceptance by him was taken as a sign of his willingness to accept conditions at the gallery, and his resignation will not be as understandable to those there as it would have been earlier.

The final culmination of the dream, when he did scream and run away, represented his subconscious giving him its solution. The position was threatening because it represented a possible dilution of his energies from his main objective of writing, into a superficial ego satisfaction, which would have left him basically not only unsatisfied but personally betrayed.

[...] But his inner drives would never have let him settle. However, I wanted him to make the adjustments necessary to maintain balance and outward cordiality with the director, to aid his own understanding, and so that his resignation, which I hopefully foresaw, would be relatively painless.

[...] Jane and I had been talking about trying to check out some of this material, since presumably records concerning Frank Watts would exist locally; and possibly people who knew him, other than Miss Callahan, and a co-worker of Jane’s at the gallery when the sessions began, Mrs. Borst, might be found who would help us verify any data Seth gave. [...]

[...] This deprived him of an opportunity to change his mind and buy the sweaters then. [...] Later that evening the torture discussion, you see—this frightened him because his withheld anger and aggression found the talk most satisfying, and Ruburt then and there fought desperately to deny this. [...]

[...] She knew this and mocked him, daring him to kill her physically.

It would be of help along these lines for Ruburt to scrub his rug, as for him rugs have a certain significance in this respect, and particularly air the bedding. [...]

[...] He would not buy clothes that you could afford, but wore others given to him by others, as if he did not feel he deserved his own.

(10:51.) Ruburt hit upon some pertinent points this evening, that will be clarified for him. [...]

[...] I want him to continue helping with “Unknown”—but also to follow the suggestions I gave a while ago, and devote some time each day to free, creative, playful thought. [...]

This is only a hint for now, that will automatically lead him in certain directions. [...]

[...] It was a severe shock to him because of his earlier high dreams—and not to be smiled at. It frightened him.

It seemed to him that you were always going to leave your job one day and paint, but that day never came and the two of you were going to move one day, but that day never came, so he forced the one issue. [...] Your discussion this evening at the table about finances led him deeper into those feelings he tries so hard to avoid. [...]

[...] More at Ruburt, but I cannot yell at him—

[...] Ruburt felt disloyal thinking of them because such thoughts seemed to him to criticize your joint life style and purposes.

You will indeed have the opportunity to help this Peter at a very important time in his life, and his meeting with you will change the direction of his life; both inspire him and set him firmly and safely on his feet.

[...] He was terrified that his mother had died during the night when he was very young, and could not help him. [...] In the deepest trouble he doubted your feeling for him also, and in exaggerated panic felt that you would feel released if he died, as he felt that he would feel released as an adolescent if his mother died. [...]

Basically however you see he has lived through the night; the feared death was powerless against him. This in itself reassures him.

[...] Therefore the alteration for the better represents his realization of a more beneficial relationship, and gives him a hand in it—represents his willingness to make necessary inner alterations also.

Let him take a certain part of the day to type his manuscript, another part in which his creative time is free. [...] Is he becomes confused, then let him talk to you about it, rather than hide the issue.

[...] The love implied in the fact that you help him with suggestions is highly important, because that love implies safety. [...]

[...] I want him to again become aware of his impulses, therefore, for physical action of any kind—whether he is at his table or not. [...]

[...] I want him then to work on his manuscript for two-and-a-half hours, and then to allow himself at least one-and-a-half hours of creative psychic and writing freedom.

To him other apartments, vacant, that you look at, represent automatically psychic probabilities that intrigue him simply because they exist. [...]

Tangibles are important to him. [...] Money in the bank does not emotionally excite him, though he realizes its benefits. [...]

It upsets Ruburt when you talk of moving, but make no actions to do so, because subconsciously it reminds him of the deep uncertainty and insecurity he felt when he was in the orphanage. [...]

[...] It is the indecision and lack of certainty, rather than any decision, that troubles him in this area. [...]

If, however, you expect too much of him without giving time for this structure to form, you drain him of energy and not the other way around. For you have created him with a certain amount of energy and you cannot demand more than you have given him. At the same time, the psychological structure has not reached far enough outward so that he is gathering enough energy from our symbolistic other side: and at times you are asking him to make the leap. [...]

Now: For these reasons I have not wanted you to put too much strain upon Adam, to expect him to be this other personality, or to berate him by comparing him to such another personality. [...]

[...] Now you do not need to feel that his psychic abilities close you out, or that you do not have your own: or that his abilities will draw him away from you, for they would only bring him closer. [...]

[...] The version that you have created knows that you have created him. [...]

[...] We became acquainted with him when he was a TV repairman. [...] But after this first acquaintance we had not seen him since, and often wondered what happened to him.

(Jim visited Jane at the gallery and she invited him to the house on Friday night so that we could discuss Seth. [...] Jim would attempt to bring one of the friends with him Friday. [...]

[...] The esthetic nature inherent in Roarck’s personality will equip him to follow along very well. Let him also take to heart my little sermon on humility. [...]

[...] I do not know whether he is still located there, or what has happened to him, not having seen him since.

[...] Any characteristics that are different upset him and frighten him. [...] He feels that this will hurt you, but more than this, it makes him feel insecure. [...]

[...] Any individual differences between the two of you upset him. [...] When he is alone, however, with the older man, any characteristic of his that does not agree with yours becomes threatening to him. [...]

[...] You should particularly make sure that you allow him psychic freedom and not emotionally bind him. [...]

[...] There is something in particular that frightened him, and he does not know how to put it into words. [...]

[...] He was saved, so it seemed, from endless explanations; so with a kind of psychological economy that worked far too well for a time the symptoms served to keep him writing at his desk, to regulate the flow of psychic activity, making sure of its direction, and to provide a suitable social reason to refrain from activities that might distract him—from tours or shows, and also even from any onslaught of psychic activity that might follow any unseeming (underlined) spontaneous behavior. [...]

(Long pause.) In such engagements, however, for him at least, that necessary private threshold is crossed, endangered. The inner psychological distance must become surfacely portrayed, instantly translated to the audience, so that for him there is the same kind of reaction that he might have in talking to others overly much about a book of his own in progress—as if he might talk out the book, and therefore not need to write it, while at the same time losing much of the inner development that might otherwise give the book its own deeper meanings. [...]

The radio shows from the house pleased him for some time, but they also became taboo because he feared they might lead to other engagements of a more public venture that would be difficult to refuse. We are getting some of this through to him—hence the bodily responses, and relaxations. [...]

[...] If only I could just feel him around. [...]

[...] The knowledge that you are helping him however is of great import, and you can often help him when he needs it most. [...] Because of your love of him, and his receptivity to you, you can be of great benefit; and touch on your part is far more important than either of you realize.

Your trip (Sunday, April 13; we drove to Cortland, NY) was beneficial, but it was impeded by negative thoughts of Ruburt’s, and also to some degree by the fact that you pointed out his symptoms without reminding him that the inner self could and would minimize them. You need to remind him when he forgets.

[...] Ruburt thought it was natural for him to become ill because of his background, and to overreact for the same reason. He thought it was natural for him to be afraid of life because his mother was.

[...] Or touch him as you say this and speak directly to the neck or shoulders or whatever is involved.

(Long pause at 10:18.) Ruburt felt that fears were beneath him—or should be beneath him. He felt that you also expected him to cast aside such feelings, particularly if they did not correspond with your own. [...]

(Frank Longwell visited this noon, and I read him Seth’s material from my notes. I’ll type a copy for him.)

The entire Sinful-Self syndrome should remind him of his own personal background, so that he can see the growth of his personality, for in the large he has of course grown out of that framework. [...]

[...] So that Ruburt understands that you love him for the person that he is—not for some better self that he should be. [...]

[...] Yet expressed they will be; and so in the interview Augustus One — who we will now simply call Augustus — at one moment came through with his gigantic belligerence, staring at Ruburt and telling him that he could annihilate anyone who hurt him. [...]

[...] Beliefs or ideas that frightened him were not faced, therefore, but initially shoved into corners of the conscious mind, where they lay relatively harmlessly in the beginning.

[...] At the same time he let his conscious mind wander, and to compensate saw himself as all-powerful, contemptuous of his fellow human beings, and able to work greater vengeance upon them for their misunderstanding of him. [...]

[...] For the greater periods of time Augustus One predominates, since his ideas of worthlessness, in your terms, were adopted earlier; and worse — are only reinforced by the contrast between him and Augustus Two. [...]

[...] Your whole attitude showed the young man, however, that he was the one who must examine his own beliefs, and without immediately panicking him you showed by inference your own belief that his delusion was doing him considerable harm.

[...] Just about everything in his experience seemed wrong, and his experience seemed thrust upon him—an exaggerated case, of course.

[...] Ruburt would be walking properly if he did not believe there was something wrong with him.

[...] But the material that I have just given should hopefully show him that he has been putting the cart before the horse.

[...] She also remarked that she wished she hadn’t heard from him. [...]

[...] On a surface level the seeming shift from writer to psychic annoyed and bothered him, but it was always the same work, and he knew it. [...]

[...] When the situation allowed him to do so, he immediately began to pare down all activities not directly connected with his work, to shake them off, to force himself to be disciplined, to cut distractions to a minimum and thus avoid conflict, to his way of thinking.

[...] He trusted his mind, so the idea of retreating from the body into the mind was quite logical to him when this began. [...]