“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] That time I had also turned the radio off, but then I kept on hearing music from it, in varying volume. [...] The orchestrated music continued for perhaps three or four minutes before fading away. [...]

[...] A poem, a musical masterpiece, a sculpture, a novel, an opera, into a great piece of architecture. [...]

You have a sense of rhythm, and more conventional musical knowledge than Ruburt, yet rhythmic patterns are very strongly in his makeup, and appeared earlier, silently so to speak in his poetry. [...]

[...] At a different level I sing Sumari songs, showing musical knowledge and accomplishment far beyond my normal talents or background. [...]

If you cannot prove my existence now neither can you touch music. [...]

[...] The rock-music program was interrupted by an announcement having to do with the Indianapolis speed-car racing exhibition (the 57th Indianapolis 500-mile race). [...]

The priests introduced “good” music, poetry, and a high educational background, even if it was a limited distorted framework. [...]

(Long pause at 9:28.) There are phases of relatedness, rhythms and harmonies of consciousness from whose infinite swells the molecular “music” of your universe is sounded. [...]

[...] The whole question is also relevant in cases involving automatic writing, painting, singing, musical composition, etc.

[...] The emotions are like musical notes: the more of them you can play the richer your composition (with emphasis)—and your understanding, even when it is not fully conscious, has helped release the range of those emotional characteristics. [...]

[...] She’s had no musical training.

[...] I’d also suggested he return to playing the guitar, in the event the affair represented yearnings toward music or show business that he might have suppressed. [...]

[...] When you listen to music that you like, when you are indulging in an enjoyable quiet pursuit, you can sense the different feeling. [...]

(Pause.) Now a musician translates visual data as though it was an auditory pattern; recreating say, and interpreting a bowl of grapes as a particular medley of musical notes.

[...] At its best it did not lead to rote renditions of remembered material, but to dramatic renderings of it through music, poetry, dancing. [...]

[...] Their music echoed through the nearby woods.

[...] Like the musical scale, she felt that the sounds used in building the pyramids “made steps in the air that you couldn’t see. [...]

[...] some interest in music... [...]

[...] You all have more than one secret and there will be plenty of time for the rest of them and then you can dance through the grasses and I will lead you with a merry flute, indeed; and then you will not need me to lead you with a merry flute, for you will hear your own music and be able to follow it. [...]

[...] We hardly think those attributes are “extra” at all, although they’re obviously more developed or consciously available in some individuals than in others — but then, so is a “gift” for music, or baseball or whatever. [...]