“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The whole object may itself be in miniature. I am not sure of the miniature connection however. The object seems to have a purpose or function connected with a desk. (Pause.)

A stone object, with an edge. Fairly sharp edge, I believe. (Pause.) The object is rectangular, and for stone fairly uniform. (Eyes open briefly.) It is gray in color. A metal object sits on it, perhaps in miniature. I have the impression that the object on the stone represents a man on a horse.

But time and space are one to us.
The infinite skull
Opens skies all curled within,
Miniature world on world.

[...] When she reads with the left eye open also, she can still read, but gets a “ghost image” of whatever is in front of her—my paintings on the wall at the foot of her bed, say—on the typewritten page as a miniature image. [...]

[...] Even as she smoked Jane’s left foot moved around, with the right one doing the same thing in miniature. [...]

[...] Jane learned from Peggy Gallagher later in the week that the object was a miniature teapot. [...]

(Without indulging in wishful thinking, Jane and I thought we saw some points of similarity in the above data and a miniature teapot, namely the fact that the test object could be held in the hand, had a connection with water, and an indentation. [...]

[...] He needed to see how he himself in a relatively harmless (underlined) incident in miniature, so to speak, could create such conditions as the cold, and in growing out of it see how he can grow out of the other symptoms.

[...] In other words for a test case he produced a miniature symbolic situation physically materialized. [...]

(My friend was now either a miniature man, or very far away; actually I am quite sure he was miniature size. [...]

The miniature episode is extremely interesting, and rather complicated to explain. [...]

[...] 12:12 A.M. Jane said that just as Seth said good night she sensed “a miniature book” off to her left. [...]

[...] The electromagnetic aspects of thoughts and emotions, the animations, are drawn through points that can compare to miniature black holes. Here their energy momentarily disappears from your system, is immeasurably accelerated, however, and returned through what you might call a miniature white hole — concentrated now, and highly directed back into your system of reality.

[...] These are like miniature dreams, in that they involve events not actually physically occurring—they are real to the imagination, however.

(“I had the feeling that Seth was in this chute or tunnel, in miniature, and that he looked like he does in your portrait of him, only in full length.”¹

[...] Now he’s turning around, this miniature Seth. [...]

[...] Ruburt saw many miniature versions of me. [...]

Give us a moment … (A one-minute pause.) You are not a miniature self, an adjunct to some superbeing, never to share fully in its reality. [...]

“Wonderworks — inner experiences just beneath usual consciousness — contain different orders of events.¹ Literally the stuff of all creativity (in miniature).

[...] When requested to, she has been able to enter the bodies of others with this miniature self, to check on various maladies, their causes, etc. [...]

[...] Any physical ailment, then, can be perceived in this state by looking inward into the body and discovering it; then by changing what you see you may find yourself entering your body or another’s as a very small miniature, or as a point of light, or simply without any substance, yet aware of the inner body environment.

[...] The seemingly small episode of last evening presented in miniature the basic attitudes that are behind aggressive acts.

The fetus, for example, is remarkably optimistic, carrying within itself the miniature pattern for an entire human adult, taking it for granted that conditions will be favorable enough so that the entire pattern of normal life will be fulfilled despite any impediments or adverse conditions.

Imagine yourself walking out, perhaps as a miniature person, out of this pyramid. [...]

[...] When I came back from going to the john she said she even kept up her motions “in miniature” while I was gone. [...]

This whole miniature tempest is almost enough to make one wonder: How come those other people made their “Seths” known after Jane began to speak for her Seth, and to publish the Jane-Seth material? [...]

[...] Each of your lives are miniature and yet gigantic episodes, mortal and immortal at once, providing experiences that you form meaningfully, opening up dimensions of reality available to no one else, for no one can view existence from your standpoint. [...]

Ruburt’s brief dream experience, in which he crossed the street and began eating lustily a piece of steak, unconsciously activated all the portions of the body that would be necessary for such activity, though on a miniature scale. [...]

[...] They are not used to dealing with such miniature events to begin with, nor do they identify with them. [...]