“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The mother has set up patterns of behavior that allow her to use aggressions in this way, and to dissipate the aggressions of others to a large degree. [...] Although his way would be different from the mother’s.

[...] The mother feels the family lined up against her. [...]

[...] The woman, her mother, shows it, and she often puts herself in this woman’s place, demanding the attention she does not feel she can otherwise obtain.

[...] The family also uses the mother as a way of testing its own strength and unity, and as a method of channeling aggression. [...]

[...] The mother knows where the child is, even though she is not conscious of this. The mother may even go out after the child in a projection and bring it home.

[...] At the same time as a young child you almost adored your mother. [...] Ordinarily the last life before this would have adequately compensated for the Denmark experience, but the mother situation in this life reawakened the fear of giving in to impulse, and tended to overstrengthen the desire for discipline, which was based on fear.

It is true that because Ruburt is now a woman, and because Ruburt dislikes his own mother so vehemently, that some problems do arise between the two women. That is, Jane and Joseph’s mother. [...]

[...] Both had the same mother although they came from successive litters.)

Ruburt, or I will say Jane now, strongly resented your mother, Joseph, on that Thanksgiving directly before the animal’s death. [...]

[...] On the other hand the woman image that she understands, because of her mother, is a dominating woman image. [...] At the same time her personality is far different than her mother’s, and less focused.

[...] You are treating her as a wife and mother, primarily. [...] She wants to be regarded as a desirable woman who happens to be your wife and a mother.

[...] Therefore it is possible for Frederick, this year, to become ill at the smell of a particular perfume because subconsciously he knows that in 1980 his mother will be wearing that perfume when she dies.

(John and his mother-in-law do not get along.)

[...] The mother is more important in the family group than our friends realize.

[...] The father actually is not the uniting principle here, but the feeling against the mother, at this time.

(Jane was frightened when her mother read cards or tea leaves. She remembers her mother making predictions that came true — but how many did she make, I asked, that didn’t pan out? [...]

[...] Jane began by talking about how her mother, Marie, told her at puberty that she had bad blood in her from her father [Delmer], that he had syphilis. [...]

[...] Jane remembered no reaction from her mother when her poetry came into conflict with the church, or when Father Rakin burned her books. [...]

[...] She described how Father Trenton sat with his back to Marie when he was mad at the mother, and how Father Rakin made advances to her. [...]

At various times when working he went without a bra because his shoulders bothered him, and he wore one of his mother’s sweaters. Now his mother never wore a bra, you see. The thin shoulders he imagines he has are a part of mother identification.

You see, for years Ruburt hid himself from his mother, and as stated earlier he felt that in giving her his book he had opened himself to her. [...]

[...] They were not his style, they were his mother’s style and in wearing them he felt further alarm that he was being cast in her world, so to speak.

One note here: Ruburt’s disinclination to walk outside is another instance of mother identification

[...] This was accepted originally in this life, but also for other reasons from the past, from his mother.

[...] His father had money and was useless—according to early beliefs received from his mother. [...]

[...] His mother’s death, the fact that you left your job, and his own growing understanding released him first in financial terms, because of an always latent knowledge and belief in the reality of abundance—his father did have abundance even while Ruburt believed in poverty as a child.

[...] He never wanted you to equate him with your mother (I laughed here), and felt that a display of unpleasant emotions would only get your scorn.

[...] As a child he closed off the expression of emotion from his mother out of fear, and when the fear element becomes strong as it did later for a different reason, with Walt, and much later for a far different reason with you, the pattern was reasserted.

When you were ill the incident rearoused his fears concerning his mother, you see. [...]

[...] One day he could run away from his mother, and he did. [...]

[...] [She was a friend of my mother’s, now dead.] I took the envelope to contain notification of my mother’s death. [...] Not my mother, but a young girl. [...]

(I was relieved that it wasn’t my mother, but my reasoning was cold-blooded. First I thought: “Well, I’ve always feared my mother’s death,” and I was almost relieved that it was over. [...]

[...] We are no longer tricking the ego, which it would ultimately and sometimes almost disastrously resent, but taking it into the confidence of the whole self, so that it will allow departure from the physical image, as a mother can finally be convinced that it is safe for a son or daughter to go out alone.

[...] It said warning was of my mother’s death, in December. [...]

[...] Doctor Kiley is also dead, has been for some years, at least seven, and was a brother of Helen McIlwain; she was in my dream of November 8, relating to my mother and Seth’s subsequent statements concerning her death. Now, Doctor Kiley and this other doctor were joking and clowning around, laughing about another doctor in connection with my mother.

[...] Was the joke on my mother? [...]

[...] I am not sure, but think I said to Nan that those two men had come to get my mother.

[...] It was — very much so: In material covering several pages, he discussed my mother and her recent experiences with probabilities in her advanced old age. The complicated family situation involving Mother Butts isn’t gone into here, but Jane and I decided to include the more generalized parts of Seth’s information; we think it will help others in their relationships with old people.

…your mother is experiencing a mental and intuitive acceleration, a barrage of stimuli hereto withheld. [...]

[...] The grappling with probabilities enables your mother to judge the circumstances of her physical life, and to program herself ahead of time, so to speak, for her next adventure.

[...] So your mother’s independence is aroused. [...]

[...] She herself suggested the idea, that I take her to Sayre for the day so she could go to the hospital with my mother, while I returned to work at Artistic Card Company in Elmira. [...] We ate there with my mother and then I brought Jane back home. Other arrangements could have been made to get my mother to the hospital, and in the future will be done so.)

(When Jane spent the day with my mother in Sayre, PA on May 16.)

[...] And he did very well, tell him, in his encounter with Mr. Fisher, and with your mother’s friends in the hospital room.

[...] (Long pause.) One woman wrote Ruburt about the definite healing of her mother from cancer. There were many details given—but overall the woman felt that she herself had made a bargain with God, offering her own life instead of her mother’s. The mother recovered under the most unexpected circumstances, and a short time later the daughter came down with the same symptoms. [...]

[...] Such a feeling, recognized, can also serve—as it did serve the woman’s mother—as a critical point of recognition that the desire to die was triggered not so much (long pause) by the feeling of life’s completion as by the fact that the individual had set up too many restrictions in life itself—restrictions that were severely cutting back its own possibilities of value fulfillment, or future effective action. [...]

[...] When Walter met Ruburt’s mother they also disliked each other instantly in this life, since they quarreled over the same man, and you were that man. [...] In other words you wanted Ruburt’s present mother.

[...] He is afraid of speaking out aggressively when he feels unjustly taken advantage of, as he did not speak out against his mother out of fear of reprisal.

[...] Your mother’s name was Josephine, hence your name was Joseph, even then.

You were at that time slim and disciplined to some degree, ending up however with four children and a wife who became an invalid, the wife being Ruburt’s present mother. [...]

Jane’s parents divorced when she was 3, and she and her angry, bedridden mother lived on welfare. Jane also spent a year in an orphanage when her mother was hospitalized.

Jane’s mother, Marie, died in 1972.

[...] You felt guilty at the thought of enjoying yourself so soon after your mother’s death. [...]

[...] He is not alone with his mother any more.

[...] Your mother’s death makes Ruburt want to go further inward for more answers. [...]

[...] He is a part of his last mother’s entity.

(“Why did my father marry my mother?”)

[...] They belonged to his mother. [...]

(10:17.) Ruburt was not responsible for his mother’s reality, for her characteristics, reactions, or beliefs. He was not responsible for her marriage, its breakup, for his mother’s illness, again, or for the entire “tragedy” that he sees as his mother’s life. [...]

[...] I mentioned what Seth had said about her father in the last session, and asked her if she thought material on her mother might help. [...]

With his mother dead it seemed highly unsporting to cast, for example, any aspersions or express fresh anger against injustice. [...]

[...] You never forgave yourself, and now in your first reincarnation as a woman since that time, you decided to be the vehicle through which he could enter physical reality again, and so became his mother in physical terms.

You also wondered about depriving your mother of a grandchild now, for though you tell yourself she would not understand, still you wonder if interest in the child would not give her additional impetus and interest.

[...] There were other entries available, but he understood your purposes, and accepted you as a mother to show you that he held no grudges. [...]

[...] (Pause.) Your mother died when you were very young. [...]