“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The latter idea is a cover-up for the previous one. [...] And to me, as I began to put all of this together, it meant that although she did the Seth books, which we think so highly of, she also drags her feet in resistance with each one—hence the long intervals of non-work that crop up during the production of each one. Again, without checking, I think that an examination of our records would show that her symptoms flared up, indeed worsened, as she worked on each Seth book, and that behind her labors on each book there lay this fear that she was going too far with each one she produced. [...]

I will have far more to say, but that is enough for discussion one. I know that it is difficult to understand, but the challenge is one of growth, one that exists in a fashion because you have moved into an ever-expanding framework —but in an uneven course. [...]

[...] This is one of those bits of data that I return to much later and begin to question, after having let it pass at the time. [...] At times I for one can agree with Seth, but at other times I have strong doubts. [...]

(As I covered her up for a nap at 4:30 this afternoon, I asked her “how one person could raise so much hell?”—meaning that in line with our talk today I now believed that the whole Seth business, and especially the books, had been conducted in the face of a steady, fierce resistance. One foot dragging the other after it, was a way I’d put it recently. [...]

[...] This had been one of Jane’s longer trances. It had been a deep one, too — yet she remembered hearing the thunder when I asked her about it. [...] The younger one, Rooney, was in. [...]

(Pause.) If you think you are guilty because you read one kind of book or another, or entertain certain thoughts, then you run particular risks. [...] So you will collect an “unnatural” guilt, one that you do not deserve but accept and so create.

[...] One person may find sexually stimulating thoughts delightful and a most enjoyable kind of diversion. [...]

[...] The fact is that before being “assailed” by what may seem to be such terrifying unnatural ideas, you have already blocked off an endless variety of far less drastic ones, any of which you could have expressed quite safely and naturally in daily life. [...]

[...] One of these will be younger than the others. [...]

[...] I would here add however that those others in this room have also helped us in at least one phase of our program. [...]

His ego is indeed a healthy and vigorous one, but of a stubborn bent. [...]

[...] Concerning her accent, which I have called a brogue, Lorraine and Bill Gallagher said they thought of it as a cultivated, well-educated accent acquired perhaps by one who had spent some time in Ireland, for instance, then moved on to live in another country—England, for instance.

[...] The communication of the Sinful Self’s document is almost one of its most important values. Its beliefs may be exaggerated, but at one time or another various other portions of the personality at least weakly entertained a portion of them. [...]

[...] There may be a communication of one kind or another directly from the creative self to the Sinful Self, for example, in which those issues are sympathetically addressed. There certainly will be dreams and other such events that serve as communications from one portion of the self to another—and these may be initiated from any portion. [...]

[...] Yet as I listened to her I felt that at times the Sinful Self seemed to almost be trying to put the blame for her symptoms off on other portions of the personality—or let’s say that that was one of the feelings I had. [...]

[...] I read it to her as we sat for tonight’s session, and she agreed it was a good one.)

Now Ruburt had only one parent available most of the time (long pause), and he did not feel secure in that relationship—a situation chosen ahead of time, now. [...]

(Long pause at 8:15.) With some people (long pause), such bindings are so secure that in one way or another they provide an overall, fairly permanent inner and outer framework. [...]

(A one-minute pause at 8:38. [...]

[...] Some of the most troublesome aspects of one’s belief structures are shared by millions in your society, and by certain levels of Ruburt’s own personality, where they exist with varying strengths. [...]

One of Ruburt’s students wondered whether or not there was any kind of organization in the immediate after-death experiences. [...]

First of all, it should be obvious from what I have said so far that there is no one after-death reality, but [that] each experience is different. [...]

[...] They project ill conditions upon the new body as they did upon the old one. [...]

All of this occurs more or less at one level, though you must understand that I am simplifying the issues here to some extent. [...]

(9:35.) The symbols or images may change as you do so, so that you perceive little similarity between, say, the initial image and the next one. [...] Often a few moments’ reflection afterward will allow you to see why the one image merged into the other. [...]

[...] Today she has been receiving calls as a result, and took one this evening just as we sat for the session at 9.

As far as helping other people is concerned, [Ruburt] can help far better in his psychic class, or in another additional one. [...]

[...] (Pause.) Your suggestions as to the séances and Ruburt’s as to other experiments — these ideas are both good ones.

[...] In view of earlier material I remembered, I thought the 67th- year information was a distortion, and that such a distortion was natural enough when one talked about one’s own passing. [...]

(Seth went on to give us some information that I for one found surprising. [...] Without naming names, he told me that the one of us dying first would succeed in communicating with the surviving partner in such a way that the results would give conclusive proof “to the masses.”

[...] During the evening we played some tapes also, and among these was one of the recordings Jane made of G. K. Chesterton’s poem Lepanto; Jane was in a trance state while reading this, apparently in a close approximation of the voice of her now dead friend, Father Trainor. [...]

(Experiments would be set up in advance of the death of either Jane or I, Seth said, that would furnish this convincing proof once one of us died. [...]

Now the incident either occurred in Miss Healy’s dining room, the one with which Ruburt is familiar, or in a room very similar, in color and markings and period. No one knew of the argument but the two women, and neither of them told anyone. [...] (Pause.) The word freedom was said or implied; death giving one or the other, then, freedom from a situation.

(A long pause, well over one minute; eyes closed.) His poetry copies were in a room predominantly blue, light blue, and pink. [...]

[...] This is one of the main reasons that he did not publish a meaningful book earlier. [...]

[...] One session may involve whatever Ruburt has in mind. [...]

[...] You have taught yourselves to respond to certain neural patterns, and to ignore alternate ones that now simply operate as background activity. [...]

At one level your cells obey the rules of time, but on other levels they defy it. [...]

[...] The form was there, but it was not manifest (intently). I do not particularly like the analogy, but it is useful: Instead of small particles (long pause), you had small units of consciousness gradually building themselves into large ones—but a smaller unit of consciousness, you see, is not “less than” a larger unit, for each unit of consciousness contains within itself the innate (underlined) heritage of All That Is.

[...] He gave me a knowing, half-smiling look while delivering this paragraph, for it was obvious that his material was related to a note I’d shown Jane today—one I’m finishing for Mass Events. In it, I’m trying to deal very simply with both the uncertainty principle and the complementarity of light, among other tenets of physics. [...]

Then present these to me at our next session, or one at a time, or two, as you prefer, and I will answer them. [...] If several happen to fall under one large subject heading, this would simply be a convenient way of handling it.

Any one of these various layers of consciousness can be used as the normal acting consciousness, reality being viewed from that specific standpoint.

[...] One answer may take some time.

One man bent to wash his hands in it
And saw
The skin peel off like dirt,
But the lawn was full
With the falling corpses of the birds,
And when he cried out, no one heard.

[...] He admired her very much as his children, one in particular, found her an excellent teacher. [...]

“Will she be … fully materialized on another plane before she dies in this one?” Rob asked. [...]

[...] And behind all these questions there was the big one: Was Seth really a personality who had survived death? [...]

[...] The Jesuit tag has come to be a standard one for Bill, and quite a humorous one in Seth’s view.

[...] To quote Seth: “Ruburt is not myself now, in his present life; he is nevertheless an extension and materialization of the Seth that I was at one time... [...] He is now an actual gestalt, a personality that was one of the probable personalities into which Seth could grow. [...]

The experience was a good one for Ruburt, since it served to give him additional and much-needed confidence. [...]

You move from the outskirts of one dream into the core of another without a change of intensity, and therefore without the sense of physical time passing. [...]

For one thing, while pain is unpleasant, it is also a method of familiarizing the self against the edges of quickened consciousness. [...] This acquiescence to even painful stimuli is a basic part of the nature of consciousness and a necessary one.

The second dream is one of expansion. The most meaningful level was one in which the many rooms and apartments represented psychic areas of development, endless possibilities that continually open, but possibilities that were based on previous life experiences. [...]

[...] At one time, I had some symptoms for which I was using a combination of healing methods suggestion, self-analysis and dream therapy. [...] One night, I requested a dream that would let me know my state of progress.

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[...] The excerpts show not only something of Seth’s connections on the “other side” of Jane, but in one case her violent reactions of surprise and panic when she attempted to translate something of Seth Two’s reality in terms of our own camouflage world: She found herself deeply involved in an unexpected experience with “massiveness” — one of the subjects I want to refer to in these preliminary notes. And Seth Two — or our imperfect grasp of what such an energy gestalt can mean or represent — comprises at least one of the sources of the Seth material itself.

(11:12.) “As mentioned, sound is connected here also, and each one of these phenomena has consciousness that does express itself, and is aware of the stages through which it passes. [...] There are giant-sized atoms, as well as the ones you’re familiar with.”

[...] (An atom of hydrogen, however, is made up of but one proton and one electron.) All is in balance: The number of positive charges on the nucleus equals the number of negatively charged electrons. [...]

[...] All probabilities flow through it, though one of your moments may be experienced as centuries, or as a breath, in other probable realities of which you are a part. [...]

[...] She had no session from yesterday to read, so went back to the one from day before yesterday—and oddly enough, did pretty well reading that one. [...] I’d wanted Seth to comment on my first art dream, the one involving greeting cards, but he hasn’t done so yet. [...]

(The day was a rather quiet one for us comparatively. [...]

[...] Jane has become so adept at snapping out of even a Seth trance that no one on the staff ever notices anything. [...]

[...] It is indeed as if she were of two minds—one dwelling in one world and one in another. [...]

[...] A new catheter had been inserted, but that one wasn’t working when I got there. [...]

[...] Two new gals—one a student, stopped in to see if they could get the catheter already in place working again. [...]

You concentrate with great vigor upon one idea, usually to the exclusion of others. [...] As such it also portrays the importance of belief, for using hypnosis you “force-feed” a belief to yourself, or one given to you by another — a “hypnotist”; but you concentrate all of your attention upon the idea presented.

One belief, of course, can be dependent upon many others, each generating its own emotion and imaginative reality. [...]

[...] If you divert your thoughts from the negative ideas to the positive ones, then your concentration will begin to alter the balance. [...]

[...] The mature conscious mind, once more, accepts data from the exterior world and from the interior one. [...]

[...] If you live in one country, you often consider natives in other areas of the world as foreigners, while of course they see you in the same light. [...]

[...] For example, if you are driving a car you may discover to your chagrin that the local speed limit in one small town is miles slower than in another. [...]

[...] If time ran backward very slowly, and according to the conditions, you might not be aware of the difference, because it would take so much “time” to get from the present moment to the one “before” it that you might be struck, instead, simply with the feeling that something was familiar, as if it had happened before.

(Long pause, one of many.) We will have to use some of your terms, however, particularly in the beginning. [...]

[...] One by Jerszy Kosinski and one by Somerset Maugham. [...] In one he’d written a note on a blank page to Jane, and to me in the other. [...]

[...] Fred sat in one of the folding chairs and I hurried inside. [...] In all the visitors we’ve had, this one went the furthest, I thought, to the point I’d often wondered about: actually calling the police for help in handling someone. [...]

[...] It was just that no matter what one said to him, he replied in the same reasonable, well-spoken, well-mannered tone of voice, which was quite pleasant. It was only after listening to him for a bit that one came to realize that something was amiss here, that Fred lived in his own world, which was a mixture of fact and fantasy. [...]

[...] If you won’t take the whole manuscript, take just this one chapter—Fifteen—and show that to her. [...]