“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] There was salt in the ocean, that’s why they washed in the ocean. [...]

(“Something to do with a circle” is interesting, in that our motel at York Beach, where this photo was taken, is situated on a circular driveway in back of the beach hotel that fronts on the ocean. [...]

(“A place which you have both visited” is of course York Beach where the photo was taken, and “water nearby” is the ocean perhaps 75 yards away.

[...] I love the deserts and forests, the oceans and rivers and lakes of the earth, the plains and the poles, the marshes and the mountains. And I know that in the Puerto Rico trench in the Atlantic Ocean, life in the sea at more than 8,000 feet down goes on just as it has for many millennia. It’s been like that for all of the sea creatures and the flora of the oceans. [...]

[...] Remember the smell of lilacs, for example, or try to hear the crisp crunch of snow, or try to visualize an ocean or lake. [...]

[...] Ruburt instead sees a trailer by the ocean, with each of you writing and painting—his vision, because that establishment requires no housekeeping and a small cash outlay.

[...] It is fairly easy to insert the idea of water, but this may lead him personally to think of the Gulf of Mexico, or the ocean off of Marathon, or even of the Atlantic at York Beach. I will use his associations until I am certain that he has the concept of the word water, but precisely where he is about to say the ocean for example, and after having made use of his associations to get him to this point, I must suddenly make him say a glass of water.

[...] They can stand and look out over the ocean and sight two or three other islands, one they have visited. [...]

[...] They can stand and look out over the ocean and sight two or three other islands, one they have visited. [...]

Whatever your language, you perceive trees, mountains, people, oceans. [...]

[...] Peculiarly, she had a mental image which she described now; while speaking for Seth she had seen, in color, blue water as in an ocean, and white sand and two people running toward the beach in bathing suits. [...]

The physical world is dependent upon the relationship of everything from electrons to molecules, to mountains and oceans, from cultural organizations to private dreams, and in the scheme of reality these are all interwoven with exquisite order, spontaneity, and a logic beyond any with which you are familiar.

[...] The ideas that I am advocating find challenge on side, and you try to implement them—again—amid a tumultuous ocean of counter-beliefs.

[...] There were vast civilizations, however, where now there is only the endless expanse of the ocean waves, and ruins that most likely will never be discovered, for they are obliterated in the very life of the planet itself.

[...] Now he lives on land and travels across the oceans and in the air. [...]

(Long pause.) In such a fashion man learned the location of the oceans upon the earth—or at least was given the assurance that such large bodies of water existed, along with clues as to their locations, and the placement of the stars overhead.

It is as if you shared, say, a psychological planet, populated by people who had the same roots, the same ground of being — as if you shared the same continents, mountains, and oceans. [...]

7. Just as legend has it that the continent of Atlantis lay in the Atlantic Ocean between Europe/Africa and the Americas, so the great land of Mu (the Motherland) is said to have existed in the vast Pacific Ocean between the Americas and Asia. [...]

[...] It creates myths the way the ocean creates spray. [...]

I looked over and down at a pool, and felt that beyond this either the ocean or a large body of water was visible. If the ocean, perhaps part of a bay with shores visible?

(“Our hotel was on a street that dead-ended at the ocean.”)

(Later Bill told us the skull association may be linked to the skeletons of fish he saw on the ocean bottom while skin diving; but he is not at all sure.)

[...] All of these merge into what has often been compared to as an ocean of consciousness, a well from which all actuality springs. [...]