“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He saw your lives blurring into those lived by others, the fine lines of purpose finally becoming dulled.

[...] As far as the idea of doing nothing, I explained to her that I thought saving money would enable us to get our own living quarters eventually, and thus solve some long-range problems. [...]

[...] (Pause.) The value of your lives together and separately does not appear to you. [...]

All of this should be kept in mind, and I tell you so that you do not concentrate upon the difficulties, and find no merit in your lives. [...]

[...] Other areas of living were all molded together so that unity would result. [...]

[...] I do not care if both of you die poor, but I do demand that you live using your abilities.

[...] It is the purpose that gives everything else in your lives meaning. [...]

[...] All you have to do to please me is work a reasonable amount of hours daily; then I do not care what you do, but I expect that purpose to govern and direct your lives to be the focus about which all other events happen, not a sideline.

[...] There are people that you would not share your living room with who do not consider themselves avant-garde or open-minded, who do not understand concepts and are not equipped to intellectualize, but people who feel their own feelings with exaltation and joy and recognize their own identities because of this, and who are, therefore, open to the feelings of others and able to relate to them. [...] You have all had secrets that you hid for many lives. [...]

[...] And while your ill will, and the ill will of each of you, carries some charge, it is not nearly strong enough to upset the balance of a personality who is determined to accept their own feelings and live their own lives. [...]

Now you may think that Joan Grant has formed a far more splendid reality than you have, and yet none of you would live in her shoes for an hour. [...]

[...] In certain terms you have discarded portions of yourself, so you died by degrees — but the two, the living and the dying, occur at once.

[...] In your terms the fetus lives in primeval conditions, reminiscent of periods in the species’ past. [...]

[...] Jane got up and walked around the living room, where we were holding the session. [...]

[...] The young dog won’t live long, yet I think that in its own way it must understand that great “risk”; for specific reasons its consciousness decided upon its brief look into temporal reality. [...]

[...] One light was on in the living room but this bothered her, even though she sat with her back to it. I turned this light off then and turned one on in the kitchen; this cast an indirect light into the living room, enough for me to see to write.

(I also ended up with familiar feelings — to the effect that it’s impossible for Jane and I to ever live up to the fantasy pictures others may build up of us. [...]

[...] Who did they emulate then — how did they fill their lives, with what heroes and heroines? [...]

[...] That Helen Park lives in Austin, Texas. [...]

[...] I will give you more reincarnational data on your own lives; as you travel to the center of yourself however you will feel (underlined) and know your own pasts as directly as the circumstances permit.

(Did I ever do well projecting in any of my past lives? [...]

[...] In two lives in particular however you were both proficient, and one of Ruburt’s recent dreams was based on one such episode.

[...] I do not mean by the term “rarefied atmosphere” that you live in a world superior to other people’s—only that our work is, in those terms, uncommon, highly original, and in many ways mysterious—for it confounds many of the conventionalized concepts of the daily world in which you live.

(Our lives continue to expand in unexpected ways among an incredible variety of probable realities. [...]

[...] Yet he still expressed sorrow, and asked: “Why?” He’s troubled by the challenges of one who has to live with a so-called deformed wife—and now a child—each day. [...]

We held the session in the living room, as usual. [...]

[...] There are enough instances of it, known and tabulated, to make an excellent case; and beside this there is evidence that remains psychologically invisible in your private lives, because you have been taught not to concentrate in that direction.

[...] The son is now living in California around Los Angeles. [...]

[...] After the husband’s death the second wife went to California to live with her stepson and his family. [...]

[...] Here they were after death, and at least on her plane it was nothing like they had said it would be while living on earth. [...]

[...] (Pause.) Identities take many roles in many lives.

There are periods, cycles if you prefer, through which such identities live and learn within your system. [...]

[...] Compassion for living things in males was regarded as a weakness to be plucked out, to a degree that you can barely realize now. [...]

[...] There are different kinds of creativity, then, to learn, and a specialization in energy is focus and feelings that emerge; elemental energy becoming conscious of itself, and aware of issues that did not exist for it earlier; millions of molecules momentarily united with the living consciousness (pause), filled with primal energy, now learning love, and forming highly sensitive psychic patterns, electrical charges that now form emotions instead of clouds; the innocent chaos of undifferentiated personality that exists behind the highly specified and truly sophisticated mechanism of one thought. [...]

[...] They know me and they have known me well in past lives, you see, so I was not the stranger to them that they thought I was. [...]

[...] To the extent that you do not live up to your potential are you sorrowful. [...]

[...] In dreams you communicate with your own past lives. [...]

There is a short time between lives when you rest and when you take stock of what you have learned and where you are. [...]

[...] But more than that, the whole question of a house of that kind brought into their own lives questions of values and prerogatives that were of great importance. [...] They have lived an apartment life instead, with little care for appearances. [...]

[...] This small private experience is repeated endlessly with different variations in all areas of daily living — that is, probable events constantly interact, and (intently) through their interaction you end up with one recognized series of episodes that you accept, called physical reality.

5. A note added 10 months later: There were many house ramifications to come, though, concerning not only Mr. Markle’s place in Sayre but some here in Elmira, where Jane and I live. [...]

(Now there’s talk of evacuating up to a million people who live in the counties surrounding Three Mile Island. Some refugees have already reached the Elmira area, where we live, and upon checking a map Jane and I were surprised to see that we’re only about 130 airline miles north of Harrisburg. [...] “Strange,” I mused to Jane, “that of all the nuclear power plants in the world, we end up living that close to the one that goes wrong….”

[...] The question was really based upon our belief, indeed our certainty, that everything in nature is intentional and useful; therefore dreams must fulfill important roles in people’s lives — but how, in ordinary terms? [...]

[...] Jane and I are more than ready to make those sacrifices; indeed, we live very conservatively even now. [...]

[...] We want our world — our living world, the very planet itself — and every life form upon it, to exist in the greatest cooperative spirit possible, so that individually and collectively we can investigate what surely must be a myriad of still-unsuspected interior and exterior challenges.

“The idea is that the scientists’ system of beliefs is bound to result in some destructive action; that is, the implied attitudes of today’s scientists lead them to be less careful of life than they should be, and separate them from nature in a way that leads to some contempt on their parts of individual living things. [...]

[...] The sacrifice of, say, thousands of lives in a nuclear accident almost becomes justified in their minds if it is a means toward the grandiose goal of learning how to ‘triumph over nature.’ Again, this intent automatically turns them into mechanics.

When I told you to imagine the wire structure penetrating everything that is, I meant that you should always imagine these wires being live, as I am indeed a live wire myself.

[...] The entity of course represents and is aware of the lives of all its personalities.

[...] It follows that there are more curved lines than straight ones, both in our art on this plane, in our lives on this plane, and in our habitat on this plane.

[...] This realization can cure even illnesses that are related to past lives. Since Seth says these existences are actually lived spontaneously, then these “parallel” selves exist in us now, and we can reach them through therapy.

[...] You must live in the faith that your purpose is, and will be fulfilled, is being fulfilled. You must live in the faith that you have such a purpose and meaning, or you would not be here.

“When I tell you that you lived, for example, in 1836, I say this because it makes sense to you now. You live all of your reincarnatons at once, but you find this difficult to understand.”

[...] We have put his concepts to work in our own lives, and sometimes both of us wonder how we managed daily life before we understood the close relationship between thoughts, emotions, and health.

[...] But you feel as if you have lived your life in a dream and are now awake. [...]

[...] Some have used Psy-Time to receive information concerning their past lives; in this case, they used many of the Inner Senses together to search out the data they wanted.

[...] They are of course welcome to any session, but a familiarity with the material will add to the benefit that can be received by witnessing a live session; and indeed, I can be a lively one. [...]

(From my seat at the living room table next to the windows, I happened to look out in time to see the Pipers turn the corner and move down the street toward our house. [...]

There was no communication between the four of you in the past, and no linkage of your lives. [...]

I certainly do appreciate, and indeed do enjoy, your lively discussions. [...]

[...] Those (underlined) issues are compounded by Ruburt understanding as of now of other people’s lives as they write to you. [...]

(I hurried to type the Seth portion of the session so that Jane could read it this evening—Wednesday—but from my writing room I can hear her snoring as she sleeps on the couch in the living room. [...]

[...] She’d told me a few minutes earlier that she wanted to have a session on herself tonight, and when I came out into the living room with my notebook I found her asleep for the second or third time since supper. [...]

[...] It may very well be time to do something else with the balance of our lives. [...]