“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I dare not keep my friend Ruburt too long, for I have put him through his paces this week indeed. [...]

[...] I shall speak to him about it on your behalf. [...]

[...] I even make Ruburt do his own work and I ride him hard. [...]

(10:12.) For the moment, however, the full experience will rush upon him. Imagination will have opened the door and given him the freedom to perceive, but hallucination will not be involved. [...]

[...] A friend wants you to meet him at five o’clock. [...]

Remind him that all his nature does indeed work to his benefit, and that signs of creative alterations and feeling begin to surface, like tiny shoots.

[...] He is in no way responsible for his mother’s problems, and no matter how strong his fears, universal energy lifts him up regardless of all else. [...]

(Long pause.) In your terms of time, however, we will speak of a beginning, and in that beginning it was early man’s dreams that allowed him to cope with physical reality. [...] That is, his dreaming allowed him to clairvoyantly view the body of land. [...]

(Seth repeated the last phrase very loudly when I failed to understand him the first time.)

[...] Man explored the planet because his dreams told him that the land was there.

[...] His answer was brief, for insertion here, and as much as I wanted to I didn’t ask him to enlarge upon it. [...]

[...] Do not buck him on principle to buck him. [...]

[...] It is wearying for him to fret and wonder. [...]

[...] He acted, however, as you unconsciously expected him to act. [...]

([Gert:] “Was this friend that agitated him a priest?”)

Now as Ruburt delivers this material, the same thing happens in a different way to him, so that in some respects he has been snapping back and forth between dimensions, practicing with the elasticity of his consciousness; and in this book more than in previous ones his consciousness has been sent out further, so to speak. The delivery of the material itself has helped him to develop the necessary flexibility for his latest pursuits.

[...] I have certainly been a teacher to him.⁹ Yet his progress is always his own challenge and responsibility, and basically what he does with my teaching is up to him. (Humorously:) In parentheses: (Right now I give him an A.)

[...] Before him he saw a wall of books, and the self in the living room suddenly knew that his purpose here in this reality was to re-create some of those books. [...]

The development freed Ruburt from many old limitations, and allowed him to at last have practical experience with the unknown reality in intimate terms. [...]

[...] I told him not to worry, that I would be there to help him. [...] I helped the old man out of his body and kept telling him that everything was all right.

[...] I thought of waking Rob to tell him, but decided not to interrupt his sleep.

[...] The thing was actually a rather clumsy lower-dimensional animal, a provoked dumb dog of other dimensions who then attacked him, symbolically enough, by biting. [...]

“He tried to destroy the ‘animal of evil,’ and it bit him back. [...]

As sensitivity increases it will be necessary for him to distinguish among them; that is, to distinguish so that he realizes the differences between his own sensations, and any he may have inadvertently picked up. [...] The first instance simply caught him unawares.

[...] We would have liked Seth’s help on a few, but did not ask him to resume. [...]

[...] Certainly the pressure applied to Bill Macdonnel by three police visits or calls, in an effort to get him to remove the painting from the window. [...]

[...] Seth gave this answer to my question in which I asked him to say more about the object itself. [...]

[...] It makes him feel guilty. His body is responding, however, so let him remember that creativity is playful, and that it always surfaces when he allows his mind to drop its worries.

(9:33.) There is furthermore a deep, subjective, immaculately knowledgeable standard within man’s consciousness by which he ultimately judges all of the theories and the beliefs of his time, and even if his intellect is momentarily swamped by ignoble doctrines, still that point of integrity within him is never fooled.

There is a part of man that Knows, with a capital K. That is the portion of him, of course, that is born and grows to maturity even while the lungs or digestive processes do not read learned treatises on the body’s “machinery,” ⁶ so in our book we will hope to arouse within the reader, of whatever persuasion, a kind of subjective evidence, a resonance between ideas and being. [...]

[...] Jane had resisted filling them out during our meeting with him, and has little intention of doing so now. [...]

And within that context he knew it was now the time for him to walk out upon those messages that had gone before, and change the distortions, for he knew there would be no other birth and death for him, the time of reincarnations being finished.

(“I was just going to ask you about him.”)

If you begin with the experiments I have suggested, then you can hopefully try to contact him in his own reality. [...]

Two things in the dream held him back: a gigantic nostalgia for the writings in the sand that had remained for so long, the jottings of children—and for a moment he did not want to be part of anything that would wipe them out. [...]

[...] I sent Psyche to Tam Mossman at Prentice-Hall on the 22nd, and on the same day we received from him the page proofs for Seven Two. [...]

[...] His true instincts lead him spontaneously toward the desire to better the quality of his own life and that of others. [...]

[...] Following this in a period of usual activity (the same evening), he sensed his own image speaking for me and sitting across the couch from him in our (Seth’s) accustomed position. [...]

[...] The unprojected portion of him listened. [...]

[...] This is the session, then, that I was giving him (yesterday). [...]

(Pause.) Actually the woman’s condition hid her primary impulse: to communicate better with her husband, to ask him for definite expressions of love. Why did he not love her as much as she loved him? [...]

[...] There would have been no unofficial roads for Ruburt to follow, to lead him from the official beliefs of his time. [...]

Now: For Ruburt, I want him to remember the idea of effortlessness, because with the best of intentions he has been trying too hard. (Pause.) I want him to remember that relaxation is one of creativity’s greatest champions — not its enemy. [...] Remind him that it is safe to express his natural (underlined) rhythms, to remember the natural person. [...]

[...] Many of Ruburt’s current attitudes, for example, will at least make more sense to him as he sees that they originated in response to situations against which a child had no recourse. Ruburt did not tell anyone about his mother’s lying, for example, not until he was in his teens, and he was too ashamed of how his mother often treated him to tell anyone. [...]

[...] “Well, I almost feel him around now,” Jane said at 8:42.)

(9:01.) Ruburt’s intuitions, his nature, his creative abilities, and his intellect, have led him into a study of the nature of reality, as, again, he sought to find a larger framework of reference. [...]

[...] Some long time ago your own belief that good work could not be financially relied upon put up enough of a barrier so that Ruburt became frightened about his own work (a fact I have long suspected, and recently discussed with Jane), and set up a physical situation that would force him to stay home, literally, work, and prevent him from trying any longer those other avenues that you were still adopting. [...]

[...] Ruburt basically believed that if he did his own thing—writing—money would come to him. [...]

[...] Particularly important was your discussion with him the other evening. [...]

[...] Without coming out of trance Jane put him down and resumed.)

[...] You cannot so easily dismiss him. [...]

(Again Willy jumped up into Jane’s lap, and again she put him down without leaving trance.)

[...] If you give him a hand he will be grateful and do his best to repay you. [...]

[...] You trust an adversary because you cannot move him; and you think, there is a man, he will not listen to me, therefore, he must really be great, and you also feared him, and that is why you trust your enemies in a strange fashion for they convince you that a portion of the race is worth saving. [...]

[...] You shot him.”

(Joel told Jane that Seth had tapped him on the toes with her glasses.)

The shifting of belief may then open him to question his other beliefs, and he realizes that in the area of wealth, for example, he did very well because of his beliefs; but in those others, perhaps deeper experiences opened by his illness, he learns that human experience includes dimensions of reality that had earlier been closed to him, and that these are also easily within his reach — and without the illness that originally brought them forth. [...]

[...] The shattered belief may leave him open to illness, which would seem like a negative experience. [...]

[...] Tell him that.”)

The request will be sprung upon him, and that is why I am telling you in advance, to prepare him. [...]

[...] There seems to be a situation that could arise, that would be highly unpleasant to him, and therefore to you.

[...] For example, someone may want him to speak to a relative, or visit one. [...]