“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane said later that this surprised her, indeed shocked her, more than anything else. She knew she was looking into the mirror. I looked at her, first, beside me, then into the mirror. I saw her head turned down in the mirror; I also saw a shadow suffuse the mirror image. At the same time, I had the feeling that the face, now somehow animal-like in the shadows, hung forward of the body, that it had somehow detached itself from the shoulders. The head grew still smaller. I thought I detected a faint glow about it as it hung in space, seemingly between the mirror reflections and the three of us.

(We could see our reflections clearly enough, even though dimly. As Jane continued to talk, her image did slowly begin to change in the mirror. Her head began to drop lower between Bill and I. At the same time, the shape of the skull changed, the hair grew shorter and fit around it much more closely. The shoulders of the image in the mirror hunched over, and grew narrower. And then the head tilted and looked down, while Jane stared straight ahead into the mirror.

(“Now,” Seth said, “look into the mirror.” The red candle was still on, though hidden behind the curtains. Since the mirror is tall and narrow, we had to crowd in close on three sides of the little table, in order to see our reflections. But we could pick them out. Jane sat in the middle. Her lips were very close to my ear as she talked now; I could hear and feel each breath she took, each swallow she took; her voice dropped considerably in volume and I had the sensation that she was indeed speaking for someone else.

(“Now the three of you see your reflections in the mirror, just as you should… Now watch closely, for I am going to change Jane’s image in the mirror, I am going to replace it with another. Watch the shape of the head. Closely now, for this is very difficult…”

If you think of yourselves honestly and deeply when you are alone, then you must realize that what you are you can not see in a mirror, and the self that you see in a mirror is but a dim reflection of your true reality. You do not see your ego in the mirror. You do not see your subconscious in the mirror. You do not see your inner self in the mirror. [...]

“ ‘Now the three of you see your reflections clearly in the mirror, just as you should. [...] The shoulders of the mirror image hunched over, and grew more narrow. And then the head in the mirror tilted, and looked down, while Jane herself sat with her head erect, staring straight ahead into the mirror.

[...] I looked at her first beside me, then in the mirror. [...] I also saw a shadow suffuse the mirror image. [...] The mirror head seemed to grow smaller. I detected a faint glow about it as it hung in space, seemingly between the mirror reflection and the three of us.

[...] The living room side of the door holds a full-length mirror, and Seth told us to look into it. Since the mirror is tall and narrow, we had to crowd in close on three sides of the little table, in order to see our reflections. [...]

[...] Toward the end, though, I was shocked to see such a difference between my mirror image and myself. [...] After all, that’s a normal enough reaction—usually when you look into a mirror, it gives a faithful reproduction, and no woman is going to be pleased to see a weird-looking apparition staring back.

(Afterward, as we talked, Jane agreed to look in the mirror, which I have had available in 330 for some months. [...] The main point we agreed on was that using a mirror meant one less important hassle to deal with; she’d be hiding that much less from herself.

[...] I also suggested she look in the mirror, at least briefly each day, and that soon there would be nothing to it. [...]

It is indeed a step forward that he looked in the mirror today — a very important issue — and so is your suggestion that he do so briefly every day — and smiles (amused).

[...] I am the self that I see in the ordinary mirror and that is all, or you can realize that the mirror only captures a small portion of your entire image. That there is far more that is not seen by the mirror, and it is not seen by other eyes and you can choose to bank upon those abilities that you know are inherently your own. [...]

[...] It is banking on those portions of your own personality that you feel but cannot see in the ordinary mirror. [...]

[...] You can look in the mirror and take your image for granted and brush your teeth and stare at yourself and think, I am a sorry picture, indeed, or I am quite a beautiful thing and smile, but in either case you are taking it for granted that only physical perceptions are real. [...]

[...] The body is an artistic creation, and in certain terms you create many bodies, each one perfectly mirroring your beliefs. [...]

Despite that, Ruburt’s body is improving, but the rate of improvement mirrors your individual and joint beliefs. [...]

[...] Do not bother now, but when you are momentarily “down,” it is then particularly important that Ruburt look in the mirror, apply the lipstick, and smile in whatever fashion. [...]

[...] Until Seth mentioned it, I’d forgotten all about asking Jane to look in the mirror today. [...]

[...] Jane looked in the mirror and didn’t agree, although she did admit that her hair wasn’t white, but gray and white. Jane went through the motions of smiling into the mirror, after she’d put on lipstick. [...]

[...] There is an experience of seeing many mirrors, through which I travel. The mirrors are not solid. Feeling of motion, and the mirror scenes also move.”

The mirror however is the mirror in your bedroom. [...]

(Jane looked at herself in the mirror today after lunch — the second day in a row that she’s done so. [...] “Well, I got that over with,” she said with obvious relief after I’d handed her the mirror not long after getting to 330. [...]

[...] In the first part, she saw in a mirror that she had pink beads which she tried on to see how they’d go with the blouse she was wearing — blouse color unknown. [...]

[...] Lipstick and mirror.

(Jane described a dream she’d had last night, a very positive one, she thought, in which she’d looked at her face in a mirror for the first time in a long while. [...]

You are both doing very well, and Ruburt’s dream—the one in which he looked at his face in a mirror—was excellent, and already shows a change of belief that will be most beneficial. [...]

[...] There are built-in guidelines so that the body consciousness itself, while mirroring your negative images at times, will also automatically struggle against them.

[...] All portions of the body’s reality are versions in flesh of the soul’s reality, even as all segments of the exterior universe mirror an internal one. [...]

with magic mirrors that open up

(Lipstick and mirror. [...]

[...] Then she told me to get the mirror, lipstick, and eyebrow pencil. When she looked into the mirror she smiled briefly, and showed her teeth — a lot better than yesterday, when we didn’t do it at all.

Now that this is finished, we can return again to the subject at hand, and the mirror instance. The mirror, again, would have offered valid data had Ruburt looked into it, but again he grew frightened. And the mirror was, once more, a means by which information could be made intelligible to him, and specific, though the mirror in larger terms did not exist.

[...] It is a mirror of your wants, and it is also the mirror of your will — for in it you see what you want to see, even if afterward you say that its pictures are unbidden, or against your conscious intent.

[...] (Long pause.) Your dreams and your waking experiences both closely mirror your psychic condition. [...]

The physical state of your world therefore effectively mirrors the inner condition of its inhabitants. [...]

[...] Have I been trying to hold this conscious level with the mirror trances?”)

[...] The mirror is a very good method and the answer to both questions is yes. [...]

([Gert:] “In one of my mirror trances I got an image of a man climbing the ropes of an old-fashioned ship. [...]