“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] You have only to experience the moment as you know it as fully as possible — as it exists physically within the room, or outside in the streets of the city in which you live. Imagine the experience present in one moment of time over the globe, then try to appreciate the subjective experience of your own that exists in the moment and yet escapes it — and this multiplied by each living individual.

[...] Jane and I had grown very used to living with Seth’s production of his book; we had come to look forward to each development. [...]

[...] (To Patty): — and if you think a pretty thought, you may make a flower grow up there (in the living room) somewhere.

[...] We often admired it from our living room windows. [...]

[...] The answer to past lives lies in a deeper level, however. [...]

[...] No person dies without a reason.² You are not taught that, however, so people do not recognize their own reasons for dying, and they are not taught to recognize their own reasons for living — because you are told that life itself is an accident in a cosmic game of chance.

Many people lost their lives recently in the tragedy of [Jonestown] Guyana. [...]

[...] They never had to work for a living, perhaps. [...]

(As usual to begin we sat at the board, in our living room with the shades drawn and a soft light on, shielded somewhat from my view. [...]

[...] However, extremely inarticulate in last life, due to an inability to synthesize gains in past lives.

[...] Had he lived to see Jane mature the feeling between them might well have dissipated. [...]

I have said also that this feeling of vitality, and I prefer the term vitality, is moving and itself a part of the living stuff of the universe. [...]

[...] These take it for granted that any stressful situation will worsen, that communication with others is dangerous, that self-fulfillment brings about the envy and vengeance of others, and that as individuals they live in an unsafe society, set down in the middle of a natural world that is itself savage, cruel, and caring only for its own survival at any cost.

Your body actually lives on large quantities of joyful expectation.

[...] That even though we may die in childhood, and at successive later ages, each of us lives to old age somewhere. [...]

[...] Every so often I do get glimpses, imperfect ones, that living is easy, that we are safe, each and every one of us, that we’re never annihilated, that mundane worries about money, insurance, jobs, and so forth are in deeper terms quite beside the point. [...]

[...] Is it possible that we have read the message wrong?” All That Is is within each living thing. [...]

[...] As of now, of course, you live in a survivor’s world, for all of the catastrophes of a worldwide nature that could have happened thus far, have not. [...]

[...] For the direction or the focus of the self does indeed change, and even in your own daily lives you experience the fact that what is conscious today may not be tomorrow.

[...] I remember walking out to the living room where she writes her poetry, having finished my own work in my studio in the back of the apartment at about 9 PM; Jane’s first words were “Boy, have I got a great idea,” or to that effect. [...]

(See the 59th session for the data on the past lives of Jane, Dee Masters and myself in Boston, prior to the Civil War; and see again the 87th session.)

(Kneeling beside an old-fashioned living room table with a shelf underneath it, I saw a foot-high pile of Jane’s drawings and paintings. [...]

like a dark shiny live rock.

There is something here that you can put to good use in your own daily lives. [...]

[...] It involved a foresight hardly imaginable, and I repeat that you had your part in the initial reaction, as did every entity who lived or will live upon the earth; and here we are getting into something rather difficult but certainly no mystery.

[...] During one session I mentioned that since self-consciousness even exists in all living things, then the question of the exact entrance be specified becomes irrelevant.

[...] The divider Seth referred to consists of an idea of mine to build a small bookshelf arrangement over Jane’s desk, so that she will have an enclosed working area at one end of our living room next to the windows.

[...] That is the lust for killing is also a matter that brings dire consequences regardless of, in many cases, the particular living thing or things that is killed. [...]

Her previous lives were four. [...]

[...] She was connected with him two lives previously as a very beloved wife.

[...] To her the buttons almost seemed to have consciousness, and when she was alone she would take out her boxes of buttons and hold some in her hands, and remember the garments to which they belonged, and when she had worn them, and how the weather had been; and she lived in a present that was deeply colored by the past.

[...] You can reread the earlier material given on your family’s past lives, and you will see further involvements.

[...] They feel safe and protected even when the events of their lives do not seem favorable. [...]

— and abundance, and it may seem as if joy in living was an attribute only of the young.

There are innumerable ways of reclaiming joy in living, however, and in so doing (long pause) physical health may be reclaimed by those who have found it lacking in their experience.

[...] (Jane pointed to the large heavy green table up by the living room windows.) He does not need my help with the small one, and the time and circumstances were not good on the other occasion when he requested my aid.

[...] Impressions: an A. (Pause.) Lived in a town by a river. [...]

[...] A very old relative still living. [...]

In the Preface I also wrote about how I thought the great blossomings of religious consciousness and scientific consciousness engendered by the events at Three Mile Island and Jonestown/Iran would continue to grow, once born, seemingly with lives of their own. [...]

This may hardly be original thinking here, but these proliferations of consciousness imply some pretty fantastic abilities on the part of we humans—for such developments show that even though we live as small creatures within the incredible richness of an overall consciousness, or All That Is, still our actions can result in that great consciousness exploring new areas of itself. [...]

[...] He was a religious teacher and philosopher who lived in India, probably from 563 to 483 B.C.

[...] She’s “real pleased” with her progress on the poetry and essays for If We Live Again.

Here you can have anything from banal rubbish to the most excellent creative product, but in the schizophrenic framework it will be of brief duration, experienced outside of the framework of usual day-to-day living, concentrated. [...]

The Christ figure represents the exaggerated, idealized version of the inner self that the individual feels incapable of living up to. [...]

[...] Once you think of a “tree” (in quotes) as a tree, it takes great effort before you can see it freshly ever again, as a living individual entity. [...]

[...] In your terms the Sumari language is not a language, since it was not spoken verbally by any particular group of people living in your history.

The living vitality of a cordella rises out of the universe’s need to express and understand itself, to form in ever-changing patterns and take itself by surprise. [...]

[...] There were two lives. [...] The lives were relatively neutral. [...]

[...] I believe the English navy during one of these lives and traveled far off the north coast. [...]

[...] Your father was pointing you out to her, and acquainting her with other such living members of the family as well, who are still in time. Many individuals do this, psychologically becoming aware of relatives still living, even though in life they may never meet.

[...] Such events involve psychological configurations on the part of all those involved, so that the inner individual patterns of those lives touched by each such event have in one way or another a common purpose that at the same time serves the overall reality on a natural planetary basis. [...]

[...] There is an overall picture you cannot see, in which you form your lives together, so that at one time you act, for example, as a unit, and on other occasions or times one acts out certain of your joint beliefs, while the other acts out another one.

[...] His physical symptoms were the result of methods or habits of dealing with himself and the world, and of attitudes that both of you shared for the greater part of your lives.

[...] To some extent now, you applied discipline in your work and lives to protect yourself against response to a world that you felt was insane, in direct conflict with artistic pursuits, and in which you felt quite alien —both of you, that is, as a unit.

[...] You can, however, collect information and statistics applying to any one group, and keep collecting it until you find that you do live in a reality in which all men certainly seem to be fools, or murderers, or hostile to creative people.