“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] His last name, a strange one with a foreign connotation: Z E N O, (spelled) is as close as I can come, though I believe that is only the first part of a larger name. [...] Edward Zeno-Mythlin; or one name is a family name.

[...] At one time—now at one time Ruburt’s mother and your father were portions of the same entity.

[...] You may have noticed that often when you miss a regular session, I have held a spontaneous one in class.

I am far more interested in personality equations than in mathematical ones. [...]

[...] She said that she was doing well — obviously — then added that when she spoke a sentence for Seth she also sensed the other sentences to come, or those around the spoken one. “Like even if I give one that’s at the bottom, like a brick at the bottom of a building, I know the ones up at the top of the building.”

(She also thought of a chapter in Seth’s new book, one that was titled “Food and You” — then found herself stewing about saying something wrong in the book and leading people astray — more signs of old habits. [...]

Other people may actually impede those portions of the body given to mobility, so that they limp, or tighten their muscles, or otherwise tamper with their bodies so that the end result is one that requires a cautious, hesitating approach to motion. [...]

[...] Instead, in the majority of cases they consist of quite conscious decisions, made at one time or another on quite surface levels.

In my book—the next one—I am going to discuss more about the nature of personal beliefs. [...]

[...] Released now in that direction, and convinced he is “right,” you will be astounded at the financial benefits, and material ones. [...]

He is on the verge of realizing that they were all one all the time.

[...] That will also be one of the exercises I will give in my book to others.

[...] Now, when you try to adjust your dreaming set in the same way that you would the waking one, you end up with static and blurred images. The set itself, however, is quite as effective as the one you use when you are awake, and it has a far greater range. [...]

The “off-center” quality sensed in dream activity, comma, the different viewpoints, the perspective alterations, all can add to a chaotic picture when the dream state is viewed from the waking one.

[...] You can look down at a drama on the one hand, for example, and participate in it as well.

When you are dealing with normal waking reality, you are operating at one level of the many that are native to your psyche. [...]

[...] I’ll describe one now and work in another one later. [...] I’ve often become aware of the one to follow; it reminds me of certain speculations and truths that I think will always be with me.

[...] I had to cope with my grief, and one way I chose was to immediately begin keeping elaborate records in and writing essays for a series of “grief notebooks.” I told no one about the notebooks, or the three drawings I had made of Jane as she lay in her bed right after her death. [...]

[...] Instead, what I found in a box in the basement was, to my amazement, a completed manuscript — a full book ready to go, one as fresh as it had ever been, and my wife had struggled with it. [...] She was still an unknown in the field; by mid-1966 she’d had only one small psychic book, How to Develop Your ESP Power, published. [...]

[...] I agreed with her when she said those things but had little idea of the emotional depths of sadness and yearning that one must face and live with before becoming free enough to turn one’s thoughts outward into the world again.’

One is the cancer drive literature, and television “public service” announcements, in which the seven danger signals of cancer are given. Unfortunately, again, within the framework of your beliefs this also becomes almost a necessity for many — especially for those who, because of previous experience of one kind or another with the disease, are almost irrational in their fear of it. [...]

[...] One of Jane’s previous experiences in obtaining book material in advance — that on bridge beliefs — is described in the 644th session in Chapter Eleven. [...]

(I reminded her of a couple of subjects I hoped Seth would discuss, as he’d promised to do some time ago: 1. The great flood of June, 1972, in this area, and our roles in it; see the notes for the 613th session in Chapter One. [...]

[...] At the same time it seems that Jane is trying to convey several sounds or ideas at once, with but one set of vocal chords.

[...] One in which he is perched in a tree. This one taken in California, and the other one of the two of you, taken at your New York glen, by a picnic table, in which your images are almost hidden by the trees.

(In the 185th session Seth dealt to some extent with what he called Jane’s healing ability; one point he made was that the desire to help others would aid the development of this ability. [...]

We will try and say that a photograph is involved, that it is a fairly dark one, that Ruburt is in it, perhaps also a dog. [...]

[...] She sat with one hand to her face, her head tipped down, speaking quietly. [...]

[...] I have told you that the communication between your landlord’s father and himself was a valid one, and I believe that other communications have taken place. [...]

This is one of the difficulties with our sessions, in that you cannot take in concepts directly. [...]

I have told you also, long ago, that what appears as weight or mass on one plane may appear as something else entirely upon another. [...]

The imaginary framework that I set up for you is an excellent one, a particularly good model for the actuality. [...]

(My own hassles with my side, groin and scrotum are the usual ones I’ve had at times before—especially last year at this time. [...] However, at various times the pendulum has given me all kinds of other reasons for my physical ills: taxes, money, Jane’s symptoms, success and failure—the works, one might say. [...]

(For the past week we’ve been trying a “new” treatment for Jane’s symptoms —one we read about recently, and which involves the application of cold packs to her knees and hands for starters. [...]

[...] Maybe I did this in one life or another. [...]

[...] Although it may seem to your consciousness that one spider web is like any other, this is not true, of course, in the world of spiders. [...]

A negative thought alone would be followed by a more positive one. [...] Thought patterns and emotional patterns, left alone, would change one into the other as stormy weather changes into sunny. [...] You get into a habit and you do not realize that you have done so, where predominately your thoughts about yourselves and others are all negative with very few positive ones in between and then the positive ones have no chance to grow. [...] I am telling you that when you indulge in such thoughts for a period of time so that they become habitual then you must change them and no one can do this but yourself. There is no one else that has control over your own thought patterns and you would be very upset, indeed, if anyone else did. [...]

[...] No one is responsible for your own conscious thought but yourself. [...]

[...] Now, this applies to everyone in the room to some extent or another, for there is no one that cannot stand improvement and this includes our friend Ruburt, but you do not understand yourselves or know yourselves. [...]

[...] Using your extrasensory abilities you picked one up, followed the impulse or the hunch and found this quite justified. [...]

[...] But when you shove one black cloud against another black cloud you can have one hell of a storm so you do not have to retaliate, therefore. [...]

[...] You cannot inhibit the recognition of one feeling without getting into the habit of inhibiting all your feelings. If you distrust one feeling, then feeling itself becomes fearful, and you inhibit it. [...]

I gave you symbolic porridge one night, right? [...]

[...] And the secret sins that you may think lie within you will not upset the gods one whit. [...]

[...] We have considered holding just one longer session a week, in which the recorder could be used. Jane prefers two sessions a week personally, however, and many sessions ago Seth also said he preferred more than one session a week.)

[...] One day while driving about town he felt strongly that he should return home. [...]

[...] Testing, one, two three; if you will indeed forgive my attempts at humor. [...]

[...] No one is tired but Joseph, for I have kept him going at a steady rate indeed.

Unfortunately, we also spoke to another psychologist at the symposium, one much closer to my own age. We met during one of the informal get-togethers. [...] One thing led to another. [...]

[...] Dr. Instream had been one of the nation’s foremost psychologists in his earlier years, and had investigated many mediums in the past. [...] Again we enclosed a few sessions with one letter. [...]

[...] I should have said, “Well, it takes one to know one,” or some such.

[...] We discovered, among other things, that we would often foresee different portions of one event.

Summer passed and autumn had begun before the next experience, one that was to change my life. I awakened one September morning with the feeling that I’d had a most unusual dream during the night, one that would affect me deeply. [...]

At no point can we actually say that one construction vanishes and another takes its place, but artificially we adopt certain points as past, present and future, for convenience. At some point, we agree that the physical construction ceases to be one thing and becomes another, but, actually, it still contains elements of the “past” construction and is already becoming the “next” one.

[...] The action of each one of the most minute of these particles affects each other one. The slight motion of one grain of sand causes a corresponding alteration in the distribution of the stars and in all matter’s fabric, from an atom in a man’s skull down to the slightest variation in a microbe’s action.

[...] I later mentioned this dream in my first book in the field, How To Develop Your ESP Power. Even then, I had no idea that it would be only one of a series of psychic events involving Miss Cunningham, nor did I see its true significance in my own development.

[...] One perhaps extremely fastidious. [...] Not the one who wrote the letter. The one who wrote the letter is usually the less dominant of the two. [...]

[...] He can barely see out of one eye.

[...] She felt that a partial projection took place, not a full one since only vision operated in the other location, rather than, say, all the senses. [...]

[...] All actions are valid—and I do not want to hurt anyone’s feelings—but some dream actions are far more intelligent than some waking ones; and I will close Ruburt’s eyes so that no one knows to whom I am speaking. [...]

(Dee G. asked how one looks for reality inside oneself.)

(To Sheila.) And I would like to ask this little one with the red hair—I will not look at her because I frighten her—in the corner to relax; and tell her it will be all right. [...]

[...] And each one is a letter. [...]

The self that you know is but one fragment of your entire identity. [...] They are more like the various skins of an onion, or segments of an orange, all connected through the one vitality and growing out into various realities while springing from the same source.

(11:35 P.M. The session was interrupted because Rooney, one of our two cats, wanted to go out for the night. [...] It doesn’t seem that Chapter One is quite finished.)

[...] You would not think of identifying with one portion of your body and ignoring all other parts, and yet you are doing the same thing (smile) when you imagine that the egotistical self carries the burden of your identity.

The “outer ego” and the inner ego operate together, the one to enable you to manipulate in the world that you know, the other to bring you those delicate inner perceptions without which physical existence could not be maintained.

The comical series of events involving Floyd, one of his sons, and another helper had started this noon: “Hell, Rob, it’s a coon!” a surprised Floyd called down to me from the roof of the house, after the beam from his flashlight had illuminated the black mask across the animal’s face and made its eyes shine as it crouched at the base of the fireplace chimney. [...] Finally Floyd opened the damper a bit and lit a sheet of newspaper in the fireplace: The smoke immediately sent our very upset tenant scrambling up the chimney, across the roof and into the hemlock tree growing at one corner of the front porch. [...]

[...] In Note 1 for that session I described a most vivid dream experience—one in which, Seth told me in the session itself, I had viewed the many-faceted light of my own being and of the universe. [...]

[...] This one was fully grown and bore a heavy coat of mixed black, brown, and gray hair; the colors exactly matched those of the tree trunk. [...]

Jane’s delivery for Seth was hardly fast this evening, but still she paced the session quite a bit more rapidly than she had the one for last Tuesday night. [...]

Data from one such universe can and does serve as a reference point in another. [...]

[...] Only an observer from without the three-field system of universes could judge that one action, and not three, had occurred. [...]

[...] To all effects and purposes such an action becomes a different one, while in actuality it is the same.

[...] It will be far more simple to see such a distortive effect of one mental action as it occurs in the dream and matter universes. [...]

The tangerine then would be compared to a group of many systems, and yet it would represent in itself but one small portion of an unperceived whole. The tangerine would be but one segment, you see, of a larger system. [...]

[...] As you should know, an experience lasting only a few moments can outweigh in significance a much more lasting one. [...]

[...] It is now thought, I believe, that time and space are basically one, but they are both a part of something else. [...]

One point first. [...]