“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] When she actually wrote the poem, she’d had her physical symptoms for some nine years; for her own creative and challenging reasons she had allowed them to gain a deep hold upon her, and I think that she drew her inspiration for this poem from that context.)

[...] They simply show that the creative elements of the self are rearroused (long pause), and almost in a luxury of inspiration they show you how they can be applied to your artwork and to other areas of your living. [...]

The poem represents the unity of inspiration and of healing, the wedding of art and reality. [...]

[...] In terms of time, the realization of that purpose will emerge with another momentous explosion of subjective inspiration into objectivity, or into another form. [...]

[...] I gladly told her the session was just as good, just as inspiring, as her last one—the 883rd: Once again her delivery had been intent, often impassioned, given with many gestures. [...]

[...] Other parts of you realize quite will the importance for example of inspiration, in which the steps or details do not appear in logical terms, so you allow both aspects to balance themselves.

[...] If you allow yourself the freedom you can draw for inspiration not only from this life’s experience, but for your painting use visual memory from your other existences.

[...] I want you to go as far inward for information, inspiration, and data as you are going outward to help others. [...]

Instead, imagine yourself clearly receiving inspiration. [...]

[...] Not that Seth claims any kind of omnipotence, because he doesn’t. His material, however, is clearly providing such translations of unconscious knowledge, and intuitive disclosures; disclosures, according to Seth, no more remarkable than those available in nature itself, but we have forgotten how to read nature’s messages; disclosures no more mysterious than those available in our own states of inspiration, but we’ve forgotten how to decipher those communications too. Instead, many people are even frightened of inspiration itself.

[...] The intellectual doubters could identify with his doubts, and yet be inspired by his freedom. [...]

[...] It endows all of its parts — or its creations — with its own abilities that then act as inspiration, impetus, guiding lines and principles, by which these parts then seek to further create themselves, their own worlds and systems. [...]

[...] On inspiration, she simultaneously stroked the air beside Willy with her other hand — and found that sensation to be almost as rich.

[...] The writing self looked askance at any creative material that did not come from the kinds of inspiration with which it was previously familiar. [...]

[...] The ideas for Aspects, Politics, and the entire library experience germinated one evening in a flash of inspiration just before the flood (in June 1972).

Tell Ruburt I will see, again, that he gets help and inspiration in Framework 2 that directly affects his physical condition. [...]

[...] Once again, she was inspired by my questions on art and related matters. [...]

[...] The early tensions of moving in here, mentioned just above, and his worries about inspiration, are past; just. [...]

[...] The writer’s or the artist’s intuitions, sensibilities, inspirations come through his person, through his experiences and temperament. [...]

I simply want you to know that you are beginning well—for you are really beginning with a new resoluteness a program, a program on Ruburt’s part to trust the energy of his being, the motion, inspiration and vitality that gave him birth and continues to sustain him. [...]

[...] And so, at the end of an hour, had you begrudgingly gone to your bed, the inspiration would have long since departed. What inspiration could hang around in such thought? [...]

[...] It inspires you. [...]

[...] And you forge such dreams in your sleep and in your private imaginings, and in your inspirations. [...]

[...] I always want to give this particular session a title: “The Breather and the Dreamer,” because as a result of the session, I wrote a poem with that title — one of three poems inspired by Seth’s discussion that night. [...]

[...] The next day, the session inspired me to write the following poem.

[...] With a small inspiration, I told her that in the light of the session today she should do the same thing as far as her understanding of the roles of the conscious and unconscious minds goes. [...]

[...] She’s been quite inspired. [...]