“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] A landscape is not lacking because it is not a portrait. [...]

[...] This book will also serve as a journal of our own subjective excursions as first Rob and I, and then my students, used Seth’s ideas as maps into that strange inner landscape. [...]

It’s tricky to play hopscotch back and forth between various stages of consciousness, to travel into little-understood subjective realms, explore those inner landscapes and return with any clear clues as to their nature. [...]

[...] The discoveries and inventions that made the industrial world possible were always latent in man’s mind, and represented an inner glittering landscape of probability that he brought into actualization through the use of dreams—the intuitive and the conscious manipulation of material that was at one time latent.

[...] The end products—your foliage, landscapes and skies for example, are of the highest esthetic nature: as esthetic productions they are unequalled.

As with a landscape there is often an attempt, my dear Joseph, to steal, so to speak, those elements of life with which the artist is pleased, and transpose them or transfix them, in such a manner that they will attain an invulnerability to other elements with which the artist is dissatisfied.

Now I want you to continue onward and in your mind visualize, if you prefer, still another door or a path or an avenue, or an alley, or a street, or a landscape; but still another reality that opens adjacently from this one. [...]

[...] Today, as she has often lately, she worked on painting a small acrylic landscape.

When man identified with nature, as given in Psyche, he did not imagine that the gods disapproved of him when storms lashed across the landscape. [...]

[...] With proper understanding, therefore, it is quite possible for you to become quite familiar now with after-death landscapes and environments and experiences. [...]

[...] You may find yourself experiencing a state of consciousness, for example, in which nothing seems to happen, and no psychological landscape or recognizable symbols occur. [...]

[...] A single image may suddenly open up into an entire mental landscape, but you will know none of this if you do not acknowledge the first clues that are just beneath present awareness, and almost transparent if you are only willing to look.

In nature nothing is wasted, so the luxurious growth of man’s dream landscapes are also utilized. [...]

[...] They extended their horizons, pushed beyond the conventional mental landscapes — driven by zest and vitality, by curiosity and love, and not by fear (all of the above with much emphasis).

[...] This is a very simple analogy: However, in some aspects a projection to another system could be likened to a situation in which you entered the landscape of one of your own paintings.

[...] You paint one house within a landscape for example. [...]

They will be particularly interested in your people, far more than in landscapes, and in certain of your fruits. [...]

[...] The feelings however are the tail end of inner cognizance, and we will use the sounds to carry us further and further into those inner landscapes where both objects and their representatives must finally desert us.

[...] The main, brilliant thrust of those inner events, therefore, splashed out upon the human landscape, propelling peoples and civilizations.

[...] It is, if you prefer, a spiritual landscape of far greater resources than the one you know. [...]

The wind on the arm blows the hair,
And at the base, a golden mole,
Such a speck as a peach might have,
But the hair arches back to show a gaping hole,
And each ounce of flesh is a fence,
Erected roundly and snug
About hidden landscapes, suns, and shadows,
Inroads laced with prickly shrubs.
Peer through. [...]

As you walk, become sensuously involved with the trees, landscape in general and colors, and if possible lose yourself in their fragrance and vitality. [...]