“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] That is one thing. [...] You are so used to feeling unsafe that you consider alarm of one kind or another as a realistic approach to life.

On one level, for example, you are then freer with your money, distributing it to whatever degree in the economy. [...]

[...] The improvements must flow together, however, so that one completely healed area may not show that improvement until, for example, another area catches up. [...]

[...] It will make no difference, because the threat will follow you and erupt in one way or another, while you believe in that system.

[...] Previous relaxations, including one yesterday, stopped at her waist. [...] “I seem to be getting another one after coming out of the first trance... [...]

[...] You would have, for example, no desires that would be basically in opposition to the creative one.

[...] I consider this a betrayal—a small one, but quite indicative of your behaviors.

That purpose unites you, and when you are not tuned to it completely you are unhappy or sick, one or the other. [...]

Jane’s entity is an extremely strong one. [...]

At the time, one of the reasons for the two split personality fragments was the power of the struggle going on at that time. [...]

[...] This York Beach dancing establishment was actually a ground floor room in one of the older beach hotels there. [...]

[...] By the same token, your triumph represented a necessary one, and reinforced the healthy points of your present ego.

[...] John recalls no one fitting the rather general description given by Seth.

The relief he felt after deciding that he had safely tricked himself, he thought in the morning, was due to the fact that the future death was not his mother’s or his own, but one involving a relative at least somewhat distant. [...]

[...] The dream involving the brother was a rather ordinary one, Jane believes, and at least on the surface does not involve clairvoyance. [...]

Such communications, though not necessarily tragic ones, are being received by every inner self. [...]

[...] He sensed the energy, of course, and considered it one of his characteristics, but it frightened him. [...]

[...] (Pause at 10:15.) You understand, though imperfectly, what happens when you are between beliefs—sure that one is no longer adequate, unable to rely upon it as you once did, but not yet able to fully accept another.

[...] The mind in one way was becoming more aware of reality, using greater energy and taking ever greater responsibility, which it did not bear to that degree before. [...]

Old stray patterns of thought therefore, or depressions, became more readily materialized, as did more positive ones, to your way of thinking. [...]

[...] The purpose, a good one, was to protect and develop them in the circumstances in which Ruburt found himself, and in line with his other ideas about the nature of reality.

[...] And above all, the symptoms are not worth it to achieve isolation, for ironically the resultant time to work has lost the one ingredient that is important above all: peace of mind in which to carry out the appointed tasks.)

[...] As I told Jane this evening after reading her list with her: No one, myself included, would have any right to expect another to pay a price such as her symptoms so that the other party would get anything out of the deal whatsoever. [...]

(When these private sessions first began in earnest perhaps a few months or a year ago, this was one of the first questions I asked. [...]

[...] For that matter I welcome a witness, and it is time that you had one—for your own edification, not mine, and it should do my nervous pigeon Ruburt some good.

[...] I give you this very slight evidence of my humor merely to show that I am not after all one to carry grudges.

[...] Philip on the other hand is performing no such compensations, except for the one instance of choosing a good-looking wife and therefore permitting himself to treat her kindly.

He was in a different position when he was a woman, and if I may give away secrets, he was beaten by one pigheaded husband who had a snout to match.

[...] For if the information arouses such mixed emotions in Jane and me, surely it will do so in others too, serving as an impetus or goad to learn more even while it highlights one’s strengths and weaknesses. [...] I won’t claim that residues of it may not be buried within my psyche (and within Jane’s), but it’s very difficult to stay mad when one agrees with the simple but most basic and profound idea that you do create your own reality.

[...] I believe implicitly now that each one of us does create our own reality. [...]

[...] “During those frightening-enough hospital episodes I learned under combat conditions, so to speak, how to trust my body,” she wrote one day—an apt-enough analogy, I think.

She’s also done her first two colored-ink sketches, using one of the 4” × 6” watercolor pads I’d bought for her last year. [...]

The whole idea was developed in the most mechanistic of terms, stressing competition among all aspects of life, pitting one life form against another, and using physical strength and dexterity, swiftness and efficiency, as the prime conditions for the survival of any individual or species.

[...] All such concepts appear in one form or another at most official levels of thought and education. [...]

[...] It will always be one of his main creative endeavors. [...]

[...] You take it for granted that each individual has but one ego, and therefore perhaps understandably you ascribe to it more importance than it possesses.

[...] He thinks that my book—this one (Personal Reality)—should be read before people begin to dabble with the board and so forth. [...]

There is a compassion, a jovial yet understanding one, that I can feel for such activities that is more difficult for you to experience, but in many cases the drama—the gods or devils who seem (underlined) to speak through the board, the sense of importance felt by the participators, the heightened emotional activity—all of these provide often, rich elements of experience otherwise lacking from a mundane daily existence.

[...] It is an intermediary step, but an important one. [...]

[...] I wanted to end one chapter and begin another. [...]

[...] I always got away and hid, in room after room, but the dream was an upsetting one, like that I’d had a week or so ago, when I’d lost my way amid a series of deserted factory buildings on the edge of Elmira. I still recall that one vividly.

In one way or another each segment of consciousness is aware of each other segment, through an instantaneous communication that exists on many levels. [...]

[...] My saying that such a course of bodily harm is pointless is beside the point, when one considers how deeply they have ruled Jane for many years. [...]

[...] Of course, on one level Ruburt wants to be home, and you want him home also. [...]

[...] I found myself thinking as the session progressed that what’s needed is not the allaying of any current fears about going home, but the more basic ones that are “responsible” for the whole situation to begin with. [...]

Again: when you are in a state that is not the usual waking one, when you have forsaken this daily self, you are, nevertheless, conscious and alert. [...] Creativity is one of the most important attributes of consciousness, then. [...]

Now: there is one large point, underestimated by all of your psychologists when they list the attributes or characteristics of consciousness. [...]

Having determined upon physical reality as a dimension in which it will express itself, the inner self, first of all, takes care to form and maintain the physical basis upon which all else must depend—the properties of earth that can be called natural ones. [...]

[...] Jane said we could have “just a question-and-answer Seth book”—one made up of just those ingredients, without the formal session format. [...]

[...] It isn’t comfortable—I want to be one thing or the other, maybe....”

[...] He loved you deeply, and does, but he always felt he had to tread a slender line, so as to satisfy the various needs and beliefs that you both had to one extent or another, and those you felt society possessed.

Now: you are creative, but you are a male—and one part of you considered creativity a feminine-like characteristic. [...]

[...] (Pause, one of many.) Ruburt need not worry that he has missed a few regular sessions. [...]

(Pause, one of many.) With Ruburt’s limited vocabulary, this is rather difficult to explain, but it would be as if the positions of your north and south poles changed constantly while maintaining the same relative distance from each other, and by their change in polarity upsetting the stability (pause) of the planet—except that because of the greater comparative strength (pause) at the poles of the units (gestures, attempts to draw diagrams in the air), a newer stability is almost immediately achieved after each shifting. [...]

[...] Jane was out of trance quickly enough, although it had been a good one. [...]

[...] It would look like one single unit—say it is of circular form—so it would appear like a small globe, with the poles lined up as in your earth.

[...] There is no doubt that the very wealthy abuse the system, and yet all in all it is a good one, couching the young while they learn, and is so doing, providing a basis from which new beliefs can indeed emerge.

[...] Despite that, however, at a physical level, your money is turned to help others at one level, while your work allows you the freedom of creativity, and the privilege of helping at a still higher level.

[...] One part of him loathes the idea of security. [...]

[...] But this time of emotional turmoil takes their minds off the fact that their children are grown, and adds a new challenge—one that convinces them that life is still exciting, that you must be on your toes. [...]

[...] You know how one association can suddenly in your minds connect you with a past event so clearly that it almost seems to occur in the present—and indeed, a strong-enough memory is like a ghost event. [...]

[...] I also told her that it’s one of her best. [...]

The session had been one of those in which Jane thought a great deal of time was passing. [...]

[...] One was a lack of federal certification of the breathing equipment engineers will have to wear inside the building. [...]

[...] And your reaction is a surface one, and you are playing with it, and you know it well. [...]

[...] Beyond that feel yourself at one with All That Is, but retain the sense of your own ‘I’ identity. [...]

(During break a discussion of each one’s feelings during the experiment of Alpha I.)

[...] Now I would speak to you in my Alpha I except the state is somewhat different than the one with which you are now becoming acquainted. [...]