“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] It became a great joke between Rob and myself, this “laying down on the job” or going to sleep in order to go to work. [...]

[...] It’s very unsettling for us to learn that the prescribed medication isn’t doing its job after all. [...]

[...] It’s also arduous: In our Western societies it’s much more comforting to grapple with chemistry, say, or farming or salesmanship, or with any of numerous other “practical” jobs or disciplines, than it is to confront the inner senses.

[...] If you want to study the nature of religion and do a good job of it, then you must be among other things a skeptic and a believer, and an Indian and a Jew, say. [...]

[...] Ruburt is so preciously guarding me, and so afraid that what I say may not prove true at all, that he does a beautiful job of blocking me when he gets the chance.

[...] We are not going to get into a discussion of all the guilds or brotherhoods this evening, because I want to do a good job when we do it now. [...]

(This is a good description of my main job in Jack Binder’s studio in 1941-3. I do not recall now whether I had ever described it to Jane in this manner, but may have.)

But, I told Jane, she did a far better conscious and intuitive job of interpreting my dream of Mary than I ever could. [...]

[...] I didn’t take this very seriously at first, but he also said that he knew an elderly woman who worked with me at the local art gallery where I had a part-time job. [...]

[...] Actually pressure exerted by us subconsciously did the job. [...]

[...] In that reality, you returned from York Beach, gave up your apartment in Elmira, returned to Sayre, lived for some time with your parents, [and] commuted to your Elmira job to save money.

[...] One involved voices; another and more striking one involved my naming the exact item of clothing Jane purchased for me, unknown to me while I was at my job.

[...] And, obviously, Seth does a much better job of putting them all together than I could.

[...] Even though I didn’t do a very good job, we learned something about the nature of perception, which was Seth’s intent. [...]

[...] The symptoms kept him at his job, at home, and allowed him to concentrate without outside distractions; kept him writing, with mystical experience dutifully translated into art.

[...] Nevertheless, I can tell you that you will have no financial difficulties; nor should Ruburt feel any fear concerning his own job at the gallery, in terms of the house and finances.

(We gave up our regularly scheduled sessions last week, and spent a great deal of time correcting the proofs for Volume 1 of “Unknown.”³ In fact, I didn’t finish my part of the job until midnight Sunday; then early this morning I mailed the whole thing to Tam Mossman, Jane’s editor at Prentice-Hall. [...]

[...] The genes in each cell have their individual jobs to do in furnishing the quivering templates for the manufacture (via the nucleic acids DNA and messenger RNA) of all of our bodily proteins. [...]

[...] The job is to take around nine months; the processed water will finally be disposed of in 1983; the filters holding the radioactive material will be trucked to facilities in Idaho and Washington State for testing and storage. [...]

How ironic, I thought, that Seth could say he’d be unnecessary if generally we human beings did a better job of creating our reality!