“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The child is a part of the loving universe, its name forever written there, where all personalities have their sweet freedom. [...]

[...] He fell in love with the daughter, and despite her condition, took her to his home village.

[...] (Pause.) John’s wife loves him, and has been made subconsciously to see the good points in his personality. [...]

[...] The personal massage also speaks its own kind of love and healing. [...]

[...] I explained that I’d become quite interested in the Fred Conyers thing because I’d been reading a couple of pages a day of one of the manuscripts he’d left us: The Rule Book of Love: A Seth Book. I thought the title intriguing. [...]

“… I have more sympathy and love for myself now. [...] But if people loved the part of the earth that makes up their bodies, then they’d treat themselves more gently. [...]

[...] I’ve looked everywhere …” But her friends in school asked her to write love poems for their “crushes” of the moment.

Now if you will touch him affectionately, or speak in such a manner, when the two of you first awaken, this gentle reminder of our love and affection will be of great help. [...]

[...] Those healing abilities, that exuberance and love of life, is from a deeper layer of the self.

[...] Love and devotion are not the prerogatives of one sex or one species.

Love and devotion are largely seen as female characteristics. [...]

The overdone sense of responsibility can erode love and satisfaction. Ruburt “loved” to do housework at one time. [...]

[...] (Long pause.) His difficulties with inspiration arise when he forgets his ideas of natural enjoyment and replaces those with the idea that “he has a responsibility to use his abilities”—as if he would not fulfill them motivated by his own enjoyment and love. [...]

[...] Added to this was the fact that the child loved the parent much more strongly, you see, than the parent ever loved the child.

[...] Ruburt would not turn any destructive energy loose upon you, my dear friend, for he loves you too deeply. [...]

[...] So the true love and compassion goes crying, while you are forced to express an exterior love and compassion many times.

[...] Help given spontaneously out of love is the only kind of real help to giver or receiver, and yet this important kind of help is often denied expression because of the inner resentments.

[...] Those given to love of the intellect often make an unnecessary separation between the world of concepts and that of the flesh.

[...] You tell it that it is loved, and will not be abandoned. [...]

[...] The Sinful Self can be told it is a good self, it is loved, it is safe to express itself, it is free to follow its own motion and curiosity. [...]

[...] At his worse moments, he thought that he could not love a cripple, since he did not love his mother, so how could you.

[...] I love you, Jane.)

[...] In this probability you provided yourself with a background that included sports and the love of the body, knowing [those qualities] would sustain you.

Dear Love

Dear love,

And when we make love

(10:48.) In that case, you see, there would be in another reality a carpenter or his equivalent with a latent love of words, unexpressed — and that individual would then begin to develop; reading books on how to write, perhaps, and taking up a hobby that would allow him to express in words his love of the land and its goods. [...]

[...] These would be considered in opposition to the qualities of love, understanding, and emotional support “required” of a husband. [...]

[...] A man of letters, for instance, at the age of 40 suddenly remembers his old love of carpentry, reads do-it-yourself manuals, and begins his own home repairs. [...]

You both know what love and hate are, but as I told you earlier, try to think in new ways. Love and hate, for example, are action. [...]

[...] Since I didn’t have one, I substituted a lovely blue bottle which was filled with water and into which I stared intently for a good half hour. [...]

[...] Yet here we have further conflict, because indeed the present father loves the present son. [...]

[...] Nor can the son, loving the father, understand either the father’s cruelty or his own sense of gratification received from the cruelties. [...]

[...] The love that does exist between father and son can best be maintained and nurtured when the son stands alone, and lets the father know that he has the strength to do so. [...]

Fiction, again, puts a lovely distance between the reader and experience. [...]

[...] It would help him more if you actively and lovingly encouraged him to comb his own hair, and told him that he could do it better each time.

[...] It requires patience, and loving understanding on his part, and on yours.

[...] (Sue’s latest, Speaking of Jane Roberts, is crowded with much frank and loving information about Jane and me that I have no room to go into here.) Peggy Gallagher and her husband Bill worked for the Elmira Star-Gazette; as a reporter Peg wrote several well-received articles about Jane and the Seth material. The Gallaghers were the best friends anyone could have, but we loved everyone. [...]

[...] Routines, yes, but also ever-changing ones that still revolved around the simple elements of the work we loved and carried out amid the unexpected freedoms of living so much closer to the environment we had always taken for granted: the writing and painting, the sessions and mail, the publishing of books, the visits of friends and fans, some even from Europe. The hill house was the first property either one of us had ever owned, yet even within that loving context Jane gradually had more and more trouble walking even while the Seth material continued to grow in reach and flexibility, to attract a wider and wider audience. [...]

I’m married now to a very beautiful, intelligent and much younger lady who in her own unique ways offers me invaluable love, assistance, and reinforcement. [...]

[...] I love you.

[...] Your own love-making and communications of love in different ways is of continuing importance. [...]