“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] If for a moment you try to imagine that you were able to carry your own time with you on such a journey, all packaged neatly in a wristwatch, then you would be quite amazed at what would happen.

Jung feared, basically, such a journey because he felt that it led only to the racial source. [...]

[...] It is true that in this journey and on this search, discipline, some caution and understanding, and much courage, is demanded.

[...] You have been on your own journeys. [...]

(To Rachel.) I will not mention journeys that certain people do not remember, over here, lest it seem that I am reprimanding them, and far be it from my intent. [...]

[...] You may reach them in a space vehicle, but the quantitative difference again is so large that it almost turns into a different value, and a trip by camouflage vehicle would certainly not be the most efficient way to make such a journey, by any means.

There will be in the future journey through light beams that will be much more efficient. [...]

[...] If you drive or fly from one city to another, you do not consider the journey imaginary. [...]

[...] That kind of journey would not be any more imaginary than a trip from one city to another.

[...] In dreams, and in altered states through history as you accept it, men have been taken upon such journeys. [...]

[...] Now it was obvious that the involved, even torturous journey involving drugs was a way of arriving at that simple yet profound inner truth. [...]

My mention of the tree in the kitchen was made because I happen to enjoy seeing it when Ruburt makes his twice-weekly journeys up and down the living room floor. [...]

The journeys of the gods, therefore, represent the journeys of man’s own consciousness projected outward. [...]

[...] Once you understand what these are, and what effects can be expected, such journeys can be undertaken consciously, with the conscious mind that you know acting as the astronaut, for example, and the rest of your consciousness acting as the vehicle. Such journeys lead to quite valid realities, but as an astronaut must know the best landing conditions, so you must learn how to “come in” at the most auspicious time and under the best conditions.

Such journeys take you through the nature of the psyche itself, as well as to those other realities that exist as the result of the psyche’s concentration within particular frequencies.

There are a few other remarks that I would make concerning your journey. [...]

I regret that you yourself have been so necessarily preoccupied of late, in preparation for your journey. [...]

[...] In a manner of speaking Ruburt’s physical condition represents the bruises, the wounds inflicted upon any individual in his or her long journey (long pause) toward a greater comprehension of life’s experience. [...]

In your journeys into inner reality, you cannot proceed with these same root assumptions. [...]

Nor do such projections necessarily involve journeys through space as you know it. [...]

My own most recent projection was very close to home, compared to the possible journeys Seth mentioned in the previous excerpts. [...]

This had to do with the quick and too-speedy journey of one of the young men. I perceived a fast journey.

(“Did you make any of that journey, to or from Norfolk?”)

Any investigation of the basic inner universe, which is the only real universe, must be done as much as possible from a point outside your own distortions, but the only way open for you to escape the distortions of your own physical universe is to journey inward. [...]

Space travel, in your terms, will develop in a seemingly extravagant and startling fashion, only to be dumped as such when your scientists discover that space as you know it is a distortion, and that journeying from one so-called galaxy to another is done by divesting the physical body from camouflage. [...]

If scientists think that the inner world is a murky maze of intimate chaos, let them see what happens when they attempt space travel; that is, journeys through a camouflage nonexistent space to begin with, with a camouflage vehicle. [...]

[...] Something to do with fish, and another journey. [...]

[...] Jane said she thought the dream meant that the three of us were all embarked on a journey into better health, a better outlook on life.

The spirits of the two islands join for a journey to a third one, and there they discover a top-heavy land filled to the brim with strange birds and insects and animals that neither knew at home. [...]

So the spirit of Island Four journeys to that other reality, where all kinds of life swarm over shore and mountain, and the spirit of the third island visits a world of such peace that all motion seems stilled.

[...] Yet last night I’d slept poorly, waking up to wonder how I’d make out trying to get them into the carriers for the journey to the veterinarian in Horseheads, which is a small community very close to Elmira. [...]

[...] On the other hand, it never occurred to me that there was any other way to study consciousness except by studying my own — a journey into subjectivity seemed, and still seems, as valid as a journey into objectivity.

Action must then travel through itself from every conceivable point, and yet the journey, you see, itself being action, will create new paths.