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[...] Many live into their nineties without ever appreciating to that extent the beauty of their being. You have lived before, and will again, and your new life, in your terms, springs out of the old, and is growing in the old and contained within it as the seed is already contained within the flower.
In the next chapter, let us consider more closely your ideas about good and evil, the morality of the self, and examine the ways in which your ideas are reflected in your lives.
Now I tell you: That intensification, appreciated and understood, and the experience of life and living, accepted unconditionally, can bring you in this lifetime another birth in which the doctor’s pronouncements are meaningless. [...]
[...] The experience was to inform you emotionally and spiritually of the great meaning of each individual, portray the lovely brilliance that is within each human being, and let you know that the integrity of the self and the soul exists beyond the possibility of annihilation, as you yourself will continue to exist regardless of which path you choose to take — dying within two years, or living physically on for many more. [...]
The events of your lives are in part caused by the psychological results of that level of consciousness, but only in part. Your own lives show well the stamp of still other classifications of consciousness. [...]
You are trying to live your lives, speaking simply now, at two mutually exclusive levels, combining two lines of belief that contradict each other. [...]
[...] There are certain considerations, quite pertinent, that occur in your physical times, so that while on the one hand you were involved in the highest adventures of creativity, pursuing the most profound questions of consciousness, you were also deeply involved in practical considerations of making a living.
[...] In both of your lives, those experiences, however valid, that did not fit both categories, gradually went to one degree or another by the way.
Even though those village people lived in your era, however, they were largely untouched by modern technology, and so kept to their own ways. [...] People lived in houses shared by their elders that had earlier been shared by their elders backward through family lines, so that daily experience and family incident was not nearly as restrained to the present in your terms. [...]
[...] People just before the earthquake even related imaginatively not only to their own ancestors, but to their children’s children after their own deaths, as those children lived their lives in the same locations, in the same land area. [...]
[...] If they were isolated in spatial terms, they extended their imaginations and to some extent their lives and emotions both backward into the past and ahead into the future in ways that modern psychology has made most difficult. [...]
[...] The balances of nature, culture, communication, transportation, had altered to such a degree that a real poverty had resulted, not simply simple basic but adequate living conditions. [...]
[...] In the time in which we are speaking, the duration of those lives straddles your centuries. The individuals concerned, by their standards, are not unusually long-lived, however. [...]
[...] (Long pause.) Michelangelo lived, literally again, in the heroic dimension. [...] You can therefore inhabit the heroic dimensions in the most vital of ways while you still live on one level your recognized existence. [...]
[...] They included a projection through the eastern wall of our living room, and a “visitor” who returned with her; the Latin title of a book; her awareness of a third eye; some material, with diagrams, of me as a monk who wrote manuscripts in an underground chamber that he later sealed; a vision of Seth in a brown robe, looking as I’ve painted him—but the brown robe was “too easy,” Jane said suspiciously. [...]
(When she took a break Jane also received the first line of a poem, she told me when she came back into the living room. [...]
Those of you who believe in reincarnation in more or less conventional terms, can make the error of using or blaming “past” lives, organizing them through your current beliefs. It is bad enough to believe that you are at the mercy of one past, but to consider yourself helpless before innumerable previous errors from other lives puts you in an impossible situation; the conscious will is robbed of its power to act. Such lives exist simultaneously. [...]
If such information is given to you by another, by a psychic, for example, that individual is also very apt to pick up those “lives” that make sense to you now, and — unconsciously of course — to structure them precisely along the lines of your beliefs. [...] (Emphatically:) If an individual believes that he is basically unworthy he will recall, or be given, those lives that justify that idea. If he thinks he must pay for his sins now, then that belief will attract memory of those lives that will reinforce it; this will be highly organized recall, leaving out everything that does not apply.
[...] A great many unsatisfactory conditions result because individuals become frightened at various periods in their lives, doubt themselves, and begin to concentrate upon “negative” aspects.
If an individual believes that he is being taken advantage of, and is caught in a mundane existence, unappreciated, then he may receive from himself or others information showing that in other lives he was greatly honored — thereby reinforcing his belief that now he is taken for granted, or worse.
STARTING OVER FROM THE BOTTOM UPWARD.
THE WILL TO LIVE
[...] The Will to Live.”
In nearly all matters of poor health, or unfortunate living conditions or mental or physical stress, there exists a strong tinge of denial, fear, and repression.
[...] It is as if their whole lives accelerated to the brink of adulthood — yet they could see nothing beyond. [...]
[...] Seth’s reference to my parents stemmed from an insight I expressed earlier today—that is obvious once thought of: that often as a youth I deplored my parents’ constant arguing and disagreements, thus judging them, but never gave a thought to how they felt on a daily basis while living such lives. [...]
[...] Therefore the possibilities, potentials, seeming miracles, and joyful spontaneity of Framework 2 will be in my mind, so that the doors to creative living are open.
One of the Roman soldiers, Maumee, and Nebene are mentioned in Appendix 21; see the excerpts there from the private session for November 18, 1974, as well as Note 1. Then see the comments Seth made the next evening in ESP class: “There are, of course, future memories as well as past ones … As Joseph often says: ‘When you think of reincarnation, you do so in terms of past lives.’ You are afraid to consider future lives because then you have to face the death that must be met first, in your terms. And so you never think of future lives, or how you might benefit from knowing them….”
An archaeologist or a geologist examining “old” rock strata will find dead fossils, just as from your viewpoint you will discover “dead” past lives as you look “downward” through your psyche. [...] So reincarnational lives are still occurring, but they are a part of your being. [...]
“To your way of thinking, some lives are lived in a twinkling (in various systems), and others last for centuries. [...]
Now: In somewhat the same manner, the self that you know is the mountain, and the rock layers forming it are past lives.
(Jane didn’t see or hear anything different, yet felt that the kitchen, living room, and the studio seemed different somehow. As we sat in the living room, which was very clean and neat, and well lit now since darkness was falling, Jane said she felt a sort of pyramid or cone effect, directed at me as I sat across the room from her in the rocker.
[...] This head sat on our living room table across the room from the wine decanter. Note that Bill is also in California now—Santa Barbara—quite a distance up the coast from San Diego, where Pete lives. [...]
[...] She said she’d felt strange since supper; now she said she felt that we shouldn’t be so subjectively aware, now; but that we should be as our future selves, observing the present scene and our physical bodies as they sat in the living room, from the outside.
[...] Now the eyes in the oil head I recently finished of the discarnate artist, Van Elver, seemed alive to her; the portrait hangs on a bookcase wall in our living room. [...]
[...] Or am I Seth’s trance personality, living in space and time, nearly forgetful of my heritage? [...]
[...] So although only two people are in our living room on session nights, it’s also quite fair to say that we aren’t alone.
[...] They were enunciated in Seth’s own peculiarly accented tones; accompanied by gestures in a living performance that I hope the reader will keep in mind.
[...] When I had classes, Seth gave many students their entity names also, and there was much lively discussion over the names’ sexual designations.
(9:34.) Now: it is easy to live—so easy that although you live, rest, create, respond, feel, touch, see, sleep and wake, you do not really have to try to do any of those things. [...]
[...] (Dreams, Evolution and Value Fulfillment.) Your beliefs often tell you that life is hard, however, that living is difficult, that the universe, again, is unsafe, and that you must use all of your resources—not to meet the world with anything like joyful abandon, of course, but to protect yourself against its implied threats; threats that you have been taught to expect. [...]
Living is easy (underlined). [...]
(Long pause.) Large numbers of the population do indeed live unsatisfactory lives, with many individuals seeking goals that are nearly unattainable because of the conglomeration of conflicting beliefs that all vie for their attention. [...]
Within Seth’s concept of simultaneous time, the treasured images in this gallery are fine examples of how the “past” lives in the “present” and in the “future.”
Jane’s parents divorced when she was 3, and she and her angry, bedridden mother lived on welfare. [...]
[...] I knew that in the dream Jane was reassuring me that she still lived.
[...] Well, according to him that old guy has lived and died many times. [...] He’s known many places on earth, and many loves as man and as woman, but I’ll bet that even now his experiences are still new, and that he reinforces Jane’s living feelings for each one of us. [...]
[...] My wife was—and is, I know, for I’m sure that she still lives—the most creative person I’ve ever met, and through her extraordinary abilities she’s left a body of work that I regard as a legacy of inquiry about our understanding of ourselves and our reality. [...]
I often think—like every day—that from “where she is now” in her larger reality, Jane must watch our all-too-human manipulations in this “physical” reality with great compassion and understanding, and probably with some amusement, too, as in our frantic days of living we try to get everything done. [...]
[...] And so your subjective lives touch lives that you do not know, and yet each of these are unique. [...]
[...] Make this information personal, emotional and a part of your lives. [...] For all of these issues are related, and the movement of your thought is as lively as the movement of any molecule and far more powerful. [...]
[...] Within you concepts and actions are one, and you recognize this, and your inner lives are based upon it, but your mental lives are often based upon ideas, until recently, have been considered very modern and very in, such as the idea of evolution. [...]
Older, living, in this system, but not now. [...] You have felt for some time, as you know, that you are living a lie in that regard, and yet you do not know where to turn your abilities or into what field. [...]
[...] If you hate another person, that hate may bind you to him through as many lives as you allow the hate to consume you. [...] It is true that in between lives there is “time” for understanding and contemplation.
[...] You must remember also that abilities from past lives are at your disposal for your present use. [...] Information concerning these is often given to you in the sleep state, and there is a kind of gestalt type of dream, a root dream, by which those who have known each other in past lives now communicate.
[...] Too narrow ideas of the nature of existence can follow you through several lives if you do not choose to be spiritually and psychically flexible.
[...] This sort of emotional tangle itself can lead to continued entanglements through various lives.
[...] Still, other kinds of individuals will live long productive lives even while their physical mobility or health is most severely impaired. [...]
The will to live has been subverted by the beliefs and attitudes mentioned earlier.
People with life-threatening diseases also often feel that further growth, development, or expansion are highly difficult, if not impossible to achieve at a certain point in their lives. [...]
My remark about the lively arts had to do with the method of communication we use at the present time. [...] And this is what I meant by the lively arts. [...]
I enjoy the lively arts.
[...] But Jane asked me to get pen and paper, so the session got under way in our living room. [...]
[...] Though I certainly appreciate your interpretation, Joseph, as far as my comment on the lively arts is concerned, nevertheless though I enjoyed Jane’s little performance that is not what I was referring to. [...]
(10:16.) Your physicians can point to lives saved by sophisticated technology. [...] It seems that such lives would have been saved with modern procedures. [...]
They may have been “cured” whether or not they had treatment, and gone on to lead productive lives. [...] Your problem there rests with the will to live, and with the mechanics of the psyche. [...]
Your daily personal lives are touched, are changed, are created from the interrelationships that exist among those phenomena. [...]
You must therefore explore the psyche, the living consciousness. [...]
[...] We lived in a beautiful, but in the sense that this world has plenty, that there was nothing there. We lived and lived successfully. [...] You didn’t want to talk to us—we were a bunch of animals yet you lived in hovels made out of dirt. [...]
([Joel:] “But you didn’t care if the Indians lived or died or survived or moved out or what happened?”