“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] If you feel your days dark and pointless, then imagine them filled and joyful.

(Long pause, then with much subdued irony:) In exasperation some of you see nature as good and enduring, filled with an innocence and joy, while on the other hand you envision man as a bastard species, a blight upon the face of the earth, a creature bound to do everything wrong regardless of any strong good intent. [...]

[...] I think that as I joyfully talked about my magical exploration in the dream, I was telling him something like: “Hey, there’s more than one way to explore the self, to be religious!” And I think that Linden and I were in correspondence in the dream state, and that in some way he got the message. [...]

The later poetry represented joy and the psychic work spontaneity. [...]

[...] If the purpose of civilization is to enable the individual to live in peace, joy, security and abundance, then that idea has served him poorly.

[...] On the other hand, those sparks of truth, intuition, love, joy, creativity, and accomplishment gained now, will work for you then as they do now.

[...] I want you, therefore, to go your own ways in peace, in spontaneity, in joy and fulfillment. [...]

[...] Even as a means, objective science is only helpful for a while, because it will constantly run up against deeper inner realities that are necessarily shunted aside and ignored simply because of its method and attitude.² No objective science or splendid technology alone will keep even one man or woman alive, for example, if that individual has decided to leave the flesh, or finds no joy in daily life.

[...] Needless to say, your increased abilities will make you aware of much added joy, and bring much pleasure, as well as sometimes bringing you tidings of this kind. [...]

In a fashion—in a fashion—the [universe] began in the same way that Ruburt’s story this evening began: with the desire to create—out of joy, not from a sense of responsibility.

And this part that you see and that appears in this room and can show joy, and show its existence and reality; that can call to you beyond space and time; that shows such energy; that shows you what energy can blow through such a small and slight frame—that self is a small part of my reality. [...]

The world is thirsty for whatever intimations of joy and immortality it can get. [...]

By accepting yourself and joyfully being what you are, you fulfill your own abilities, and your simple presence can make others happy. [...]

New paragraph: Despite all “realistic” pragmatic tales to the contrary, the natural state of life itself is one of joy, acquiescence with itself — a state in which action is effective, and the power to act is a natural right. [...]

[...] But do not concentrate upon them, nor let them close your eyes to the joys and freedoms that you have. [...]

[...] Seth ‘never promised us a rose garden,’ and we have our good days and our bad days as we encounter life’s daily challenges, joys, adventures, and misadventures. [...]

[...] I interpret our employment there, and her joyful mood, to mean that from where she is now she no longer fears hospitals and the medical establishment — that she’s moved beyond that deep apprehension she began to build up around the age of three, as her mother became gradually, and permanently, incapacitated with rheumatoid arthritis. [...]

Considering Rob’s and my relationship — the challenges, joys, hopes, strains and our own personality characteristics. [...]

You had a history of bodily achievement in terms of sports, that led you to take an additional joy in the body that tempered the basic concepts you held. [...]

And now my dear friends, I wish you a fond and even joyful good evening.

[...] It became subsidiary, yet present to be drawn upon, taking joy through your motion and adding its vitality to your “main” personality.