“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

You will be bound to those you love and those you hate, though you will learn to release and lose and dissipate the hatred. You will learn to use even hatred creatively and to turn it to the higher ends, to transform it finally into love. [...]

The settings in your physical environment, the sometimes lovely paraphernalia, the physical aspects of life as you know it, are all camouflages, and so I call your physical reality a camouflage. [...]

“Now,” I mentally said to my departed loved one in all sincerity, “if we had the chance to do it all over again, I’d suggest that we dispense with all divisions—that we regard the Seth material as a great whole, any part of which, public or private or in between, has the creative power to help not only us but many others. [...]

[...] I trust that I’m offering enough intriguing hints in this essay to keep readers interested in pursuing Jane’s and Seth’s and my loving work. [...]

[...] After months of letters and telephone calls we met in Elmira, and kept on developing the intuitive and loving relationship we had already begun. [...]

[...] The vitality of the universe is creativity and joy and love and that is spirituality. [...]

with some gallantry and love.

[...] We would like to create a sort of school—a very simple kind of school—to help anyone who seeks for it, without presuming that we have any answers, but going on the assumption that the way which has been proclaimed by many men is a good way—namely the simple way of love. [...]

([Gene]: “Kind of a colossal and lovely joke, isn’t it?”)

You should indeed call it love.

([Gene]: “And the thing to which you referred—IGNAPTHA—is that what I should understand Baba to mean by the word “love"?”)

[...] It too has known love and exaltation and will again. [...]

(To Astor.) Now you have heard me before and listened to me before, and you have argued with me as this one over here now loves to do. [...]

(To Joel and Bette.) You escaped from your current physical roles in class last week, our cousin of Richelieu, and our friend who loves the idiot flower, you experienced your emotional reality on an entirely different level. [...]

[...] The voice that answers is your own, then listen to it with love and understanding. [...]

[...] Until you can honor and love yourselves you cannot honor nor love anything else or anyone else, and as long as you see yourselves as guilty, then you will see guilt in every other person you look at, and you will see evil in the nature of reality. [...]

[...] You have an effect upon those that you know and love, beyond what is usually supposed. [...]

[...] The vitality of the universe is creativity and joy and love, and that is spirituality. [...]

[...] You have a love of nature and a love of existence that you can suffocate with an overindulgence upon negative emotions. [...]

When you love life very deeply then it is very easy to despair, and when you compare ideal human relations to the relations that exist in the world as it is, it is very easy to despair; but if you give in to despair then you cannot see the beauty that does exist for the despair will eat it through like lye; and so hold on to the beauty and guard it and the vitality of your thoughts and emotions and your natural vitality as you would your life, for it is your life. [...]

(To Ned.) Behind me, this fellow behind the rocker, you mark my words and guard your vitality and the love you have of life and of your wife and of your child and the new life you see beginning in him and do not let the other emotions destroy your peace of mind. [...]

[...] Now dear pigeons it is a lovely evening, I see. [...]

(Seth’s observation that it was a lovely evening stemmed from the fact that night had [...]

[...] [Yet my father is a very loving person. [...] I love my father deeply. [...]

[...] Your parents were in the act of making love. [...]

[...] I just “loved” Mr. Finfrock. [...]

[...] And around school he plays the ‘cool guy’ role, the ‘love them and leave them’ image. [...]

The great emotion of love has been thus far poorly used, yet it represents even the biological impetus of your being. [...] They have told you to love God, but rarely taught you to experience the gods in yourselves.

[...] A few great men have glimpsed those abilities, comma, and their love of the race and their integrity had caused them to trigger the unused portions of the brain.² In their way they sensed the great probable future and its ramifications.

[...] The need and the yearning to love and to know are both biologically present within you. [...]

[...] Expressions of love and support on your part are invaluable. So that Ruburt understands that you love him for the person that he is—not for some better self that he should be. [...]

[...] “All I want is to be loved and cuddled,” she said upon getting up, and I tried to offer what help I could—very inadequately, I’m afraid. [...]

[...] In other terms the past was altered, in that Ruburt now experienced the yearned-for mother love that was warm in its animal female understanding, supportive and strong enough to easily bear a child’s small ragings and hatreds.

The ape episode served to connect him in trust with his own deepest instincts, and he saw that those were loving. [...]

He also identified with his grandfather as a child, seeking protection from his mother in someone who seemed to love him more. [...]

He feels highly disloyal facing any of these thoughts, mainly because he does not want to hurt someone he loves so deeply—the only person in fact he loves in the world.

[...] The part-time job on your part was of course a compromise, but loving you, he felt it was at the expense of your creative output and purposes.

Your personal worrying, now, is partially the result of old cultural beliefs: you worry about someone you love, and this somehow helps them, and shows them your concern even while it may make you miserable. [...] It is the opposite way, unfortunately ingrained through cultural upbringing—the opposite of the way that should be followed if you want to help a loved one or yourself. [...]

[...] Concentrate upon your love for each other. [...]

[...] He felt he was too spontaneous, again, too impulsive—but then in that belief system he worried if his sexual needs could not be properly squashed, supposing someone else aroused them, and he “fell in love” with someone else as quickly as he had fallen in love with you. Or worse—supposing your repressed sexuality was repressed because of your joint work, and supposing you fell in love with someone else, and became sexually aroused for another?

[...] You could be equally correct in calling them the voices of electrons or the voices of the gods, for each is a representation of All That Is, overflowing like a fountain both with knowledge and with love.

You are remembering it and creating it at once, watching it grow from the attention of your own love and knowledge, and as you seem to stand at its center, so you stand at the center of all of your dreams, which then spin themselves seemingly outward.

[...] He knows well now of your loving concern, and feels your love, and your love-making endeavors are extremely important to both of you.

At the same time, because of it, and because of his love for you, Ruburt tried to be the good wife by relating to you in the way he thought you wanted him to—as a writer. [...]

Now, because of his love for you, and your seniority, this time (smile), he tried to copy you; and temperamentally, while you are more alike than you realize, you are quite different also. [...]