“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(We went over the questions left over from last Saturday night’s short session. [...]

More than this, again, any money thus acquired in the future, as in the past, would go to promote the continuance of the very system that, left alone, would mutilate our book, and continue idiotic cultural and political policies that are opposed to what you stand for.

[...] Later you left and worked as an apprentice for a man in a carpentry shop. [...]

They can express their personhood freely—in those areas that do not threaten their creativity, but as the idea grows, there are few areas left. [...]

(Humorously:) I am not done with you yet, but I do not want him (Carl) to feel left out over here, and while you are recovering I will speak to him: for you were also in your own isolated universe, and if hers had fears in it, then yours was a valley of desolation in which your emotions were like unruly animals galloping around in there; and you were so frightened and worried about your own worth that you could not consider hers, and you were so insecure that her sensing insecurity, when you were aware of it, drove you to anger.

You could have left the apartment indeed. [...]

[...] It is very important then that you understand the true innocence of all feelings, for each of them, if left alone and followed, will lead you back to the reality of love.

In a way, one remembered dream can be compared to a psychological photograph, one picture that is not physically materialized, not frozen motion, not framed by either space or time; therefore many of those ingredients appear that are necessarily left out of any given moment of waking conscious activity.

Now obviously, if you cut down distractions, or all experiences, there would be little left to enjoy or examine. [...]

I want to make these points because Ruburt’s physical condition in part was the result of his feelings that left alone, in good condition, he might resort to “extreme behavior.”

[...] Jane had again been in a deep trance, but left it quickly. [...]

[...] Jane left trance easily. [...]

[...] We locked the door and closed the blinds but always left the lights on for the sessions. [...]

[...] There was nothing in the far distance on the left, beyond the feet. [...]

[...] This immediately brought forth the conflicts that had been latent and largely left alone. [...]

(I showed Jane and Rob a little artwork, and my two Pennsylvania scrapbooks, and left a little before midnight with a great deal to think about!)

[...] Jane left trance rather easily, although it had been a good one. [...]

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. [...]

[...] They have no beliefs in old age that automatically shut down their abilities; so left alone, while they do physically die as all creatures must in those terms, they do not deteriorate in the same way.

We have left many loose ends since our last session. [...]

[...] You are left with camouflage. [...]

(Recently, just after retiring for the night, Jane had the feeling that momentarily she had left her body. [...]