“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] As your breath leaves you and becomes part of the world, free, so do your lives leave you and continue to exist in your terms. [...]

[...] It is impossible for you to leave it. [...]

[...] You are not it, yet it comes into you and leaves you, and without its continuous flow you could not physically exist. [...]

Imagine where your breath goes when it leaves your body, how it escapes through an open window perhaps and becomes a part of the space outside, where you would never recognize it — and when it has left you it is no longer a part of what you are, for you are already different. [...]

[...] It either has less and less control over the organism because it has not solved its problems well enough, because it has already largely decided to leave the system, but does so gradually; or because in some instances there is a psychic block, which prevents full utilization of energy in this important regard.

[...] This does not mean that you were an orphan in that respect, nor did he leave out of cruelty to you. [...]

[...] He did not leave you empty-handed.

He did not leave you with no thought. [...]

[...] The object is something from a gathering—a gathering of leaves. [...] I painted only the two leaves and their cast shadows, and left the rest of the paper white. Thus the leaves are darker in the center of the painting, outside of the white portions.

[...] When Jane and I went for our leaf-gathering walk in October of 1965, we picked up the maple leaves in our collection beside Aunt Mabel’s home; this is the section of the street where the maple trees grow, and one of these leaves made up tonight’s object.

[...] I used two of the maple leaves Jane and I gathered on our October 1965 walk as subjects for a watercolor painting. [...] Both of the leaves were fall colors—red and yellow, with some green. [...]

[...] is interesting to me, a good description of how the two leaves curled at the edges during the several days it took me to make the very detailed drawing. [...]

[...] Ruburt already knows how to leave the body, using several methods from the sleep state and immediately before it.

[...] If you are still in your body and if conditions are good, you will then leave your body and join him. [...]

[...] You will not need too many experiences before your own confidence will allow you to leave your body without Ruburt’s assistance, but the joint traveling is still important. [...]

[...] Use one book for dreams, and leave it on his desk overnight. [...]

Now, I am here to welcome back a certain member of our group who had to leave the group for several reasons—and read me correctly in this particular instance where my friend Ruburt did not read me correctly (addressed to Rachel). [...]

[...] Before I leave you, yes, I am conscious when I am not here. [...]

[...] Tell him to leave his body alone with his conscious mind in the same way that he leaves a poem alone with his conscious mind when it is forming— to think of his body as a poem. [...]

[...] Tell him that his dream book will start itself if he leaves himself alone. [...]

Tell him that he produces books as naturally as a tree produces leaves. [...]

Now, Ruburt is exhausted, and so I shall leave you. [...] Nevertheless I leave you knowing that my energy is not of this time nor of this place (voice quieting); and you also have energy that you are not using, and abilities that you do not fulfill. [...]

[...] I will shortly leave you. [...]

[...] I knew he would leave in any case. I wanted him to leave before he was offered the position. [...]

[...] I am also pleased to see the mark of personal confidence, as far as Ruburt is concerned, and your joint decision that he leave the gallery. [...]

–that I knew what I was doing when I abruptly and rather strongly, I admit, suggested that Ruburt leave the gallery, two full days before he was given his precious assistant directorship.

[...] As it is, on his own with your help, because of quite practical events, he has chosen to leave, after having accepted the assistant directorship. [...]

[...] The people compared themselves to the rest of the world at times, and many of the young were beginning to leave, but those villages were, again, very like those in the times of Nebene and the Roman soldier. [...] Some of the soldiers themselves had been recruited from such areas, leaving their families behind, and the old men to do the work. [...]

[...] They were usually forced to leave one way or another—sometimes simply because they felt so isolated in their own surroundings. [...]

[...] In the short run, our troubles with Prentice-Hall lately, especially those revolving around Tam’s decision to leave Prentice full time, have touched off Jane’s latest poor reactions re her hips and legs. [...]

(Then for the first time after supper, after I’d read the prayer with Jane and was getting ready to leave, she said she felt that her body wanted to move some more. [...] If such signs keep up, I may have to alter my own schedule a bit to give her some time for movement after supper, say, before I leave. [...]

(I got there at 1:10 after leaving the car at Acuto’s Pontiac to get the gearshift fixed. [...]

He felt guilty incidentally to some extent last weekend at leaving the house and putting off guests, as well he should, for his reasons were wrong.

I suggest that you change your environment and leave the apartment at times simply because there is such recognition of the symptoms within the apartment, and the change is beneficial. [...]

I suggest you leave room for spontaneity on Fridays. [...]

(The second point grew out of the above: Jane told me, crying, that if she got sick I’d feel sorry for her and wouldn’t leave her. During the period of reassurance that followed these revelations, I stressed to her that at no time since our marriage have I thought of leaving her, in Florida or anywhere else.

[...] Jane said she had no particular feeling of entering a deeper state, but when I brought her out of it at the end of the session she had a very definite feeling of rising, of leaving it to return to full consciousness.

(The first was that her troubles began in Florida; that it was her fault we left Sayre to join her father in Florida, and that I had not wanted to leave my parents. [...]

(Two additional points now recalled: When she began talking about Florida, Jane told me “I got scared in Florida”; she was also sure I would leave her when the job situation got so bad and things didn’t work out as we’d hoped they would. [...]

[...] However, after leaving the physical body, you will immediately find yourself in another. This is the same kind of form in which you travel in out-of-body projections, and again let me remind my readers that each of them leaves the body for some time each night during sleep.

When consciousness leaves the body and is away for some time then the connection is, of course, broken. [...]

[...] Those who have not identified their consciousness with the body completely, find it much easier to leave it. [...]

[...] Why did you leave me?”

(Phil went over to Janice and they embraced, “I won’t leave you again; I want to stay this time,” Phil said. [...]

(Phil hesitated and said, “I think I wanted to go off with someone else, but I didn’t want to leave you and I couldn’t tell you,” and stopped awkwardly. [...]

[...] She’d been having a rough time and I didn’t want to leave her alone. [...]

[...] Where are you going when you leave here?”

[...] I don’t know where I’m going when I leave here. [...]

[...] “This is difficult to explain briefly, but he came here from Denver, he said, and he has no money, and nowhere to go when he leaves here. [...]

([Bette:] “All right, so we go from the seed to the tree to the leaves. Now the leaves fall off and eventually—I know that it’s the same thing like I said with our lives,  that all are going on at the same time. [...]

The leaves, in your terms, as they fall add to further seeds. There is no difference between the leaves, the tree and the seed. [...]

[...] It is also the tree that has grown from the seed and the leaves that have grown from the tree, and they all exist simultaneously. [...]

[...] You think of the body as a warm house, indeed, and you are loathe to leave it. You will leave it one day, nevertheless, and you had better get used to it now and learn the ropes. [...]

[...] You chose to become involved in your circle of acquaintanceships with those who have followed one particular line to the ultimate, where belief disappears like the shifting sand until there is no framework upon which the present personality can stand and until, in desperation, the individual leaves this plane of existence where on another level of reality purposes are then made known. [...]

(I talked to her for a few minutes, saying I had no choice but to leave. [...]

[...] Each challenge we have to meet and surmount is at a lower level, and simply to break it or surmount it leaves one only back at the next level from which the fall took place. [...]

[...] For example, it is a statement of fact, my dear Joseph, that when you leave your work on “Unknown” you must then spend much time reacquainting yourself with the material, struggling to assimilate material, regaining continuity, and so forth. [...]

[...] You must stop reinforcing the negative suggestion, and instead when you leave your desk tell yourself that when you return you will pick up your work where you left off easily and naturally.

When you leave the physical system after reincarnations, you have learned the lessons, and you are literally no longer a member of the human race in those terms, for you elect to leave it. [...]

[...] You leave physical reality when you come to the same realization. [...]