“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] When you make love to him, assure him of your emotional love and concern, and affection. [...] And emphasize also the connection between emotional and mystic love that you share.

[...] It needs to be lovingly protected; but lovingly, not hindered nor fought nor held down.

You, as teacher in this love relationship now, can count oddly enough on the passivity of his nature, and play on this, for then assured, reassured, the super-conscientious self can allow the spontaneous self to emerge in the sex relationship.

[...] (Teach you love—he would not die.)

[...] Boy’s first love and purpose involved you. [...]

[...] Love of music at first—the result of long days at sea. [...]

(Both of us wanted Seth to discuss the sudden relaxation of her upper body that Jane experienced last Friday afternoon when we made love. [...]

[...] He does believe in communicating love verbally and through touch, whether or not sexual feelings specifically are involved.

[...] You were particularly distrustful of the verbal expression of love, tenderness, or devotion. [...]

Remind him of his kindnesses to your apartment-house neighbor, Miss Callahan, to his many students, and of his love for you. [...] Do remind him affectionately and often that for many years he loved his mother deeply, and that his own existence made his grandfather experience a love that was a light in his later years.

[...] Remind him that Ruburt loves nature, and always has. Nature loves Ruburt, and always has.

Remind Ruburt further (pause) that he did his best to help your mother, making efforts toward love and communication (long pause) that he felt you were not able to express toward your mother at times.

You are supported, never abandoned, and always couched lovingly in the great yet intimate presence of All That Is, whose love forms your breath, your life, your death, as in which the unknown divinity is always blessed and ever known.

[...] She told me that Jane loved me, and that she was having “a better night.” I asked Carla to give Jane my love. [...]

(After I turned her I broke down crying when I tried to tell her how much I loved her. [...]

[...] And for all your fine thoughts, why are each of you, in your secret ways, so afraid of the implications of the word love or showing it here? Why do you find it far safer to show love to an animal and pet it, than to a person? [...] Some of you would rather stand up in this class and say, “I killed an animal in hatred” or “I knocked a man’s guts out” or “I shot my neighbor” almost, rather than express a simple statement of love or acceptance to another person in the class wholeheartedly and act, that was not an act, when you are not a star performing. [...]

Now I have not said this to you before because you were not ready for it before, but now you are, and you can progress and free your own feelings of trust and love. And then you will meet these in exterior circumstances and recognize them in others for they have been offered to you, both kindness and love and trust, in the past, and you did not recognize them. [...]

[...] Why are you so afraid of love? [...]

[...] [Teach you love—he would not die?]

[...] Boy’s first love and purpose involved you.

[...] Love of music at first—the result of long days at sea.

[...] He is not looking for an endless adolescent love affair, but in his terms (underlined) the simple emotional creature love, support, that he felt you must, because of your nature, largely withhold.

[...] And when he did he felt guilty because he knew that you did (underlined) love him.

[...] Your love for him in the beginning was strong enough to release you to some degree, so he knew it was in you. [...]

When Rebellers was published your attitude was a poor one, but it was drastically received by our friend, who could not understand it and felt then and there that you no longer loved him as you had. Because he felt you loved him for his talent alone, then his books became also gifts to you beside their meaning for himself. [...] I am using it, so you can love me.”

It was the only thing that set him apart under welfare conditions, the mark of distinction that got him to college by the skin of his teeth, and it was, he felt, what made you love him. Therefore if you had criticisms about his work, if you did not like it, you would not love him.

[...] Not only did his book have to be good, you see, but financially successful since you loved him for his talents mainly, and the two were combined. With the financial elements added, then to retain your love his books must also sell well.

[...] It was because of his great love for you and his knowledge of your great love for him, that your disapproval, by contrast, was (underlined) so chilling.

[...] You would not accept him with the symptoms as an imperfect being, and love him anyway. He felt that unless he became physically perfect again (underlined) you would not love him again in that way he wanted.

[...] Your meeting and love helped reinforce all of his own creative aspects and rearroused his faith in himself. [...]

Both of you were sure of your love, but each of you at various times were quite willing to let its personal aspects take second place, and I am not speaking alone of physical love-making. [...] Then you responded with the display of love and devotion, plus a definite program, embarked upon together.

[...] Some of this has to do, again, with the fact that you thought your concern automatically expressed your love. [...] When you saw him try to get up he knew you loved him, but the frown was what he saw. [...]

Often he has inhibited physical feelings of love for you, for reasons given, but the other night he did not. You obvious love of him came through strongly, and rearroused him.

[...] I said that the language of love was the one basic language, and I mean that quite literally. Man loved nature, identified with its many parts, and added to his own sense of being by joining into its power and identifying with its force.

[...] As mentioned, love incites the desire to know, explore, and communicate with the beloved; so language began as man tried to express his love for the natural world.

(Pause at 9:35, one of many.) The language of love did not initially (underlined) involve images, either. Images in the mind, as they are understood, emerged in their present form only when man had, again, lost a portion of his love and identification, and forgotten how to identify with an image from its insides, and so began to view it from outside.

[...] It is not necessary that you learn to gush endlessly about your love for Ruburt, but it is important that you do express it, and you have indeed been better in that area. Your joint acknowledgement of your love, however, vastly increases the feelings of safety in your lives, and the love-making involving touch is very reminiscent of the childhood state involving freedom, when children rejoice in touching themselves and other objects and so forth. [...]

The paragraph he read concerning your enduring love for him this evening struck him deeply. (Long pause.) There is no doubt that for many reasons given he feared the dependability of your love (long pause, eyes closed), if his actions did not please you. [...]

[...] You value therefore the certainty of your love for each other. [...]

The universe actively loves itself and all of its parts. The world loves itself and all of its parts. [...]

Despite all concepts to the contrary, energy is indeed at its basis, love. [...]

[...] He is in need of your emotional support, and active proclamations of love and affection. [...]

He fears that you will feel forced to give him more love than you want to. [...]

[...] However he thrives and literally demands a luxurious sense of inner love, an abundance of warmth and affection. [...]

[...] Now reading this, many readers will be taken back, for they believe that love is the impetus, and that love is opposed to aggression. [...] Natural aggression is the creative loving thrust forward, the way in which love is activated, the fuel through whose agency love propels itself. (With emphasis:) Aggression in the most basic terms has nothing to do with physical violence as you think of it, but with the force through which love is perpetuated and creatively renewed.

[...] She is a lovely young blonde. [...]

Now you know that part of his deep love for you is reflected in these sessions. [...] The sessions among other things have always represented your combined love and trust in each other, and were generated by your experience as creatures, and your desire to look for personal answers; but more basically for answers asked by all of your race.

[...] Each being is an individualized segment of the universe; then, in human terms, each person is a beloved individual, formed with infinite care and love, uniquely gifted with a life like no other.

[...] It is aware of the universal love that is its heritage.

[...] Such a reminder can often allow the inner self to send needed messages of strength and love through the various levels, appearing as inspiration, dreams, or simply pure bursts of feeling. [...]

[...] The massage, of course, also carries the message of love, and in that area touch is most important. The love travels in both directions, however, so that as you touch Ruburt’s body his love for you is also transmitted to you, even as your love is transmitted to him —so you are dealing with a very basic and vital kind of communication. [...]

[...] First of all, love always involves freedom. If a man says he loves you and yet denies you your freedom, then you often hate him. [...]

Now: If you expand your sense of love, of health, and existence, then you are drawn in this life and in others toward those qualities; again, because they are those upon which you concentrate. [...] A generation that loves peace will bring peace.

[...] Only true compassion and love will lead to an understanding of the nature of good, and only these qualities will serve to annihilate the erroneous and distortive concepts of evil.