“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(I told Jane that I hoped Frank Longwell had gotten his young friend to mow the grass this afternoon, as he’d promised to do this morning, but nothing doing. [...]

I must have a thorough knowledge of the particular system of reality in which my pupil operates, of his or her system of thought, of the symbols that are meaningful. [...]

(Pause at 10:51.) The problems vary according to the system in which my pupil has his or her existence. [...]

[...] The other personality is not sought for because of any inherent qualities of his own. [...]

Telepathically you were aware of the full nature of the male’s relationship with his mother. [...]

([The Gallaghers:] “The number 12 may be significant in that one night Bill spoke very loudly in his sleep, saying we had to make our way to 12th Street. [...]

The session should, on its own, clear up some of Ruburt’s difficulties and increase his pleasures.

(Dickie read his essay about creativity and commitment.

(Rick talked about a suggestion for a dream from the Gates of Horn, and that he felt his dream had related to the City. [...]

If it were not for television, you would not know much about Anita Bryant, you would not know much about the Reverend Jones, who believed he was God and led (in quotes, out of quotes), “his followers into folly”. [...]

I equate this with three events: a movie I saw on TV the night before last where Sean Connery sees through the god of his people after reading The Wizard of Oz; a Raggedy Ann doll Rob found in the yard and brought in that reminded me of my old Suzie; and a part of a review I read yesterday on a book about death. [...]

([Rob:] “What was his name?”)

(Jane, as Seth, again pointed to Lillian.) His daughter then marrying a man called Lines, a merchant. [...]

(My brother Loren and his wife Betts, and brother Dick and wife Ida have just left, after a very pleasant visit. [...]

[...] Seth did come through again, briefly, and I suggest that Jane skip down to his material. [...]

[...] If not, then the man meets his physical description closely. [...]

[...] One man may be bald in the center of his head, and one may have a mustache, or if not he is not cleanly shaven.

[...] We speculate that mission here refers to Don’s trip to our apartment last April 4, from his out-of-town residence, to tell us that he and his wife could not attend the 248th session after all; on this visit he gave us the object used this evening.

[...] Don and his wife Marilyn were due to witness the 248th session on April 4, but last-minute developments prevented them doing so. [...]

Some of the effects however, of which he speaks, are the result of his own psychological makeup. [...]

[...] You cannot explain your ideas in his terms, and you cannot accept his interpretation. [...]

He spent his last years proving it, and yet it has no validity. [...]

For Seth to comment on our world is okay, but for me to somehow insist that his material offer solutions to all of men’s problems is not— instead it limits the sessions creative thrust. [...]

(The idea seemed to be that creativity, mine and anyone’s, is initially playful, curious, seeks expression—and is one of the highest kinds of psychic play—the artist playing with concepts no matter what the art; and actually inserts his or her reality onto the world, superimposed upon it. [...]

[...] Who, for example, imagines that an idea is alive in his elbow, or knee, or toe?

[...] (Pause.) The creative abilities most often serve as psychological bridges, enabling man to conceive of the existence of realities outside of his own particular point of reference. [...]

When Ruburt closes his mind to the feelings of the Sinful Self, he locks it up within a prison as if it could receive no new information, but must always operate with the distorted beliefs of its birth. [...]

[...] They will not automatically think that Ruburt is out of his head tonight. And if they hear my voice they will simply think that our friend is simply talking in his sleep. [...]

[...] I read Jane the title of Chapter Twenty-two, thinking that its indicated subject matter meant Seth was close to finishing his book….)

There is no human being alive who does not have creative abilities in his or her own way, achievements and excellent characteristics, so if you follow these instructions you will find out that you are indeed a worthy individual.

(Pause.) My friend was going to give you his own viewpoint concerning nontime, and the conditions were fairly good. [...]

An individual, and I am speaking in your terms now, again to make a point: an individual is the 60 or 70-odd years of his earthly existence, as much as he is the 150-odd pounds that he may be.

[...] Now he reacts you see by bothering you all the more, peeking in on you, to discover whether or not you are really upset, or rather, if his own imagination runs away with him.