“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Remind him to accept impatience as a friend, meant to lead him to the fulfillment of his desire. [...]

[...] He was like some kid admiring a box of chocolates; each piece representing one of his own talents, wondering which piece to nibble on first. [...]

[...] For now, however, I would like each reader to consider the members of his or her family, so that in a more direct fashion the reader can find in private experience a realization of some ideas I want to present.

[...] It is not true to say that man cannot conceive of something that is not already presented to his experience in one way or another. [...]

(Long pause from 9:49—9:50.) Nabene then is changed by your present actions, even as you are by his seemingly past ones. [...]

[...] It is some experience to stand before another and see no comprehension in his face ... [...]

[...] Bega is there and I will let you tell me which portrait is his. [...]

(“Can you give me his name?”)

[...] Touch his shoulder.

[...] We thought his comment about the sinful self might have come about through my reading to her earlier today my question to him of last October about what part the sinful self might be playing in her challenges.

[...] On March 31, Frank Longwell came over with his power saw and helped clear the driveway enough so I could get the car out. [...]

[...] The majority of accepted beliefs — religious, scientific, and cultural — have tended to stress a sense of powerlessness, impotence, and impending doom — a picture in which man and his world is an accidental production with little meaning, isolated yet seemingly ruled by a capricious God. [...]

[...] When Pete called Steve this morning he learned Steve had sent his proposal to Prentice-Hall a week ago, so Saul should have it by now.

[...] Again, have Ruburt concentrate upon his improvements, and keep up your habit of rereading earlier material—again particularly the material on the roles of the conscious and unconscious minds. [...]

Such a person might imagine his or her anger or fury filling up the inside of a gigantic balloon that is then pricked by a needle, exploding in pieces from the pressure within, with debris falling everywhere — out over the ocean, or caught up by the wind, but in any case dispersed in whatever way seems agreeable to the patient.

(Then I also took down Jane’s own letter to contributors, which was obviously triggered by Seth’s. She dictated this quite as easily as Seth had done his own. [...]

[...] And of course the unpleasantness that adds to his physical disomfort. [...]

(And in his own way, Seth finally did give us some material on the bedsores. [...]

[...] But in your terms the child entering the real woods becomes involved in its life cycle, treads upon leaves that fell yesterday, rests beneath trees far older than his or her memory, and looks up at night to see a moon that will soon disappear. [...]

[...] Only your own attitude, only any man’s attitude, limits the amount of energy at his command.

[...] Part of him remains to keep check on me, and unfortunately this is the part that could be, but is not as yet, aware of his other surroundings.

(Arnold related his dream.)

[...] But Ruburt did not want to add his ideas to this discussion, he wanted to find out what you thought, and so I should, by rights, not add mine. [...]

[...] Joel has seen this as people would shift from his group to my group. [...]

(During break Astor gave his views of Seth and the material.)

[...] My hands were held by Jane on my left and Bill on my right, but Bill passed his free right hand beneath Jane’s hand to see that it was actually rising and was not an illusion. [...]

[...] When I asked if he required total darkness to be at his best, he replied, “We make light from darkness.”