“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Through it all each one of us felt a penetrating nostalgia for those vanished classes, for they’d been truly unique; I don’t think it would be possible to recapture their particular, innocent, lasting sense of excitement and exploration. [...]

[...] In all three of them she celebrated, in a deceptively simple, almost innocently mystical way, the changing look of autumn. [...]

[...] You cannot expect a blissful time innocent of problems. [...]

[...] We think it was at least an innocently intended remark, one made in passing. [...]

[...] Not that all of our friends hadn’t known of Jane’s physical symptoms for some time, but that Jane, with her innocence and determination—and yes, her mystical view of temporal reality²—had for the most part refused to put herself on display, as she termed it: She felt that she should offer something better to herself and to others, even with all of the intensely creative work she’d done for herself and for others over the last 17 years.

[...] Her art contains a charming, innocent, mystical freedom that I envy. [...]

[...] Seth didn’t comment upon the shooting, It wasn’t that he couldn’t, or wouldn’t—but that Jane herself is basically so innocent, so repelled by the violence involved in such episodes, that she often chooses not to go into the subject. [...]

[...] She innocently accepts my labors as they come out. [...]

[...] No man is sent accidentally, and innocently, off to war. [...]

Lest I give an inaccurate picture of my wife, however, let me add that she combines instances of that seeming intransigence with a profound intuitive innocence before nature (and thus All That Is), and with a great literal acceptance of nature’s manifestations and of her own being and creations within that framework. [...]

When your friend Philip innocently asked at what point human consciousness entered the picture, his question was not pertinent. [...]

[...] Additionally, Jane could have chosen the present relationship to eventually help her temper her reception of and reaction to the Seth material, making her extra-cautious; this, even though she’d seen to it ahead of time that she would be born with that certain combination of fortitude and innocence necessary for her to press on with her chosen abilities. [...]

(Pause, and slowly:) The cells’ basic innocence of time discrimination had to be bypassed. [...]

“But why is this cause for concern?” Rob asked, with, I thought at the time, a marvelously faked innocence.

[...] The twist is a beautifully innocent and wicked contortion that I would enjoy.

[...] This little dilemma also pointed up some of Jane’s other reactions to remarks I would make, innocently enough, I thought, to the effect that Seth could do a great book on any number of current events—the latest being the whole hostage question. [...]

[...] What I didn’t understand until later was that Ed’s seemingly innocent call had set into motion a series of events that one by one would magically fall into place and create a much larger, much longer and more penetrating overall experience. [...]

[...] I still have a collection of those: strangely innocent but moving. [...]

[...] But she didn’t ignore it at all, I learned along the way, for she created and explored a spontaneous and innocent reality that freed her from all other concerns. [...]

[...] [Not that I’m the innocent bystander in all of this, of course. [...]

[...] The gist of our attitudes is that we find it most difficult to believe that “Socrates” — wherever he is and whatever he may be doing, in our terms — is willing to drop everything to give very garbled information to a well-intentioned, really innocent person living in, say, a small town in Virginia. [...]

(Reiterating, John told us the talk he engaged in with the woman and her male companion at The Elms, about a month ago, seemed innocent enough on the surface. [...]

[...] The most parsimonious view — the simplest, stingiest one — would be that through studying the Seth Material Valerie subconsciously divines the replies I want from my dead wife, and in all subjective innocence comes through with her trance messages for me, to fit my own stubborn belief in Jane’s survival.

It can be seen from even this tiny quotation that Jane’s poetry reflects that same mystical, intuitive innocence before nature (and thus, ultimately, All That Is) that I tried to describe in the first essay. [...]

[...] [Our veterinarian has told us we have to wait until early next year before Mitzi’s littermate, Billy, can be neutered; he has some more growing to do first.] Seth’s recent material on animal consciousness has assuaged to some degree the guilt Jane and I feel at depriving the innocent cats of their reproductive roles. [...]