“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(9:10.) In those annals there is legend after legend, tale after tale, history after history describing civilizations that have come and gone, kings risen and fallen, and those stories have always represented cultures (spelled) of the psyche, and described various approaches used by man’s psyche as it explored its intersection with earthly experience. [...]

[...] I am rather an old man to be speaking in such terms. [...]

(Long pause at 4:25.) Again, let’s use a hypothetical case — this time of a man named Donald.

[...] John told her I was “a wonderful man.” [...]

[...] During it I heard several vague voices, saw several vague scenes, including a white-haired man. [...]

[...] Perhaps two women and a man, and loud voices, with a child listening close by.

At the bottom so to speak, will be found a layer of the subconscious dealing with racial heritage, concerning the dim first materialization of man; and beneath this a heritage dealing with a comprehension of reality as concerned in physical matter before the physical evolution of man, following backward to that first inner self within its mental enclosure, that was adept enough to translate and transform its psychic energy to form the first, most minute physical materialization, from which all other physical constructions then flowed.

[...] I think now of a border of flowers, and of the two people, a man and a woman, and J. B. I think also of hills.

[...] The two people involved, a man and woman, could be Jane, and me who took the picture. [...]

[...] We did not know man could run so fast.” [...] And the psyche, and the soul, and the heart of man takes new leaps, in your terms, not taken before. [...]

[...] [Later, Jane wondered if she hadn’t been shouting the name Barry, a man’s name; this was speculation; she wasn’t sure.]

[...] She didn’t see either man. [...]

The subjective reality of one man, left alone in the universe, would emit enough energy to seed another. [...]

This does not mean that the demonstration serves no purpose, for all of my demonstrations serve a purpose and this one is to show that there is indeed a vitality that lives beyond the grave and that there is joy, and the personality continues to exist for this most willing and friendly associative man can permit me to speak in the most fearless and carefree tones. [...]

[...] 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. [...]

[...] Man just hasn’t learned to use his parts effectively. [...]

You were the man again, so for some years he was confused because he felt himself to be, as a woman, in an inferior position to you.

Very briefly: as a Roman, you pretended to be a follower while you were a man of rank in the military. [...]

[...] Beyond this, however, as I believe I mentioned in a few classes, it is not out of the inner sense of my invisible heart but out of the depths of your own psychology that you make me into the image of a wise old man and project upon me authority images that lurk in your own mind. [...]

[...] You are not divided from your fellow man unless you choose to be. [...]

[...] He was a man of the strongest purpose, high dedication, a severe perfectionist who drove himself and his students. [...]

[...] He was also however a creative man so there were personality conflicts, and he literally forced the creativity to take a weak secondary position.

(I heard a man and a woman begin to climb the stairs from the front entrance of the apartment house. [...]

[...] He had been a woman, and Mattie a man. [...]

[...] A man’s intent is subconsciously sensed by everyone with whom he comes in contact. [...]

[...] Just before coming awake I had a brief impression of a man and a boy at a table or bench, upon which were some model trains. [...]

Now in a way your mother and Ruburt were counterparts; for Ruburt lives in a trust of individual abilities toward which your mother yearned; and Ruburt gives a love to you which your mother yearned to give — yet while retaining her identity — to a man. [...]

[...] I hope you will recognize what I mean: but in the light of her understanding at the time, children were to be used as power, as a man might use weapons.⁷

[...] But poetry and painting have always involved primarily man’s attempt to understand himself and his world. [...]