“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She answered each one, and if one of her answers suggested a line of thought I followed it up. [...]

(And Sarah, the first one, if she hadn’t burned to death she would have died anyhow at 17. [...] One lung was bad. [...]

(It was already dark outside, but we pulled our blinds and put one red Christmas light on. [...]

(We turned the one light off and sat in the dark. [...]

(On Friday, July 18, Bill Gallagher tells us he had a cluster of fairly close near-accident situations since Monday—one involving two boys on bicycles—he stopped about 20 yards from them—but he was going 55 at the foot of Mount Zoar Hill on Holden Road.

2. A one-syllable man’s name—Art Kendall. [...]

8. My impressions said incident would occur with a farmhouse on one side of the road with a curve on the other side; the house on the left. [...]

[...] A nurse’s aide brought us a copy of the regular menu, compared to the one for soft foods that Jane has always used, and we discovered that there isn’t all that much difference between the two.

[...] I’ll do an intro if you want, and you can too, or you-know-who can also — but you’re going to be the one who does that book.”

[...] Yet through all of this immense, continuous creation, there is always a personal sense of continuity: You never really lose your way in the distance between one moment and the next —

[...] One of the nurses popped in on her way home to tell us that Georgia Cecce had just been admitted to the hospital — “Down the hall, in room 307.” [...]

Now: you must understand, for one thing, that telepathy operates constantly at a subconscious level. [...]

If you think, “I have a headache,” and if you do not replace this suggestion by a positive one, then you are automatically suggesting that the body set up those conditions that will result in the continuation of the malady. [...]

[...] These are merely the words of the one part of the self with which you are most acquainted.

[...] No one would ever think of calling him lazy or good for nothing, yet this may be precisely his own subconscious picture of himself, against which he drives himself incessantly, all in an effort to prove that his erroneous self-image is, indeed, wrong. [...]

[...] I recognized it as mine, or one I will do, of Bill Gallagher. [...]

[...] As Bill Gallagher walked down the hall away from us upon departing, I saw that he wore a long black coat with I believe a hood upon it—a garment quite like that he wore in the vision, and one I possessed no special knowledge of in his wardrobe.

(The vision had one oddity—I stood at my desk working at something else when I became aware of it to my left. [...]

[...] (Sitting up as she spoke, Jane began to take off her sweater and shoes.) The painting exists and in one reality you have already completed it. [...]

[...] One adds to the other... but one is not dependent upon the other. [...]

[...] And in one of your excursions you came upon the image of a small god, long since forgotten by that civilization, and the god was called “Marumba.” [...]

You fell in love, however, with a rather inferior warrior—a stray from the Iroquois tribe—and bore him four sons—one, incidentally, is your present son today. [...]

[...] There is no reason to pick out and remember the unpleasant ones. [...]

[...] The fact is, material on your field is composed of constant energy pulsations; and while to you the appearance is one of permanence to a fair degree, and while I have said that the pulsations are constant, nevertheless they are completely distinct, separate and new pulsations that are not continuous in the terms that you apply to one object that is continuous.

There is undoubtedly much to be covered along those lines, and in one supposition Ruburt was correct: there is still some material to be discussed before I go into your own experiences.

[...] This particular idea is one that I have been most concerned with getting over, and I hope that I have laid the ground properly for it.

Therefore, there is what I will call the negative interval, when one pulsation has vanished from your plane and another is about to take its place. [...]

(I’m sure my improved attitude resulted from the last two sessions—plus other recent ones—but I have resolved anew that I must simply concentrate upon my creative work each day, see Jane and help her as much as I can, and spare my body consciousness the needless stress of worrying about the future. [...] This doesn’t mean that I make believe we have no challenges, but that I for one refuse to dwell upon them, so as to not draw forth unwanted probabilities. [...]

[...] I’d also said I wanted to go over the last two sessions with her, plus some older ones.)

The notes that you read to Ruburt, the handwritten ones, are excellent. [...]

[...] The one on her left shoulder is filling in and healing, that bothers her so when she lies on her left side. [...]

Our Ruburt did indeed steal from me a few paragraphs in his book, that were not rightfully his in one manner of speaking. In a brief communication one afternoon I explained to him the similarity between multiple personalities and the various aspects of the personality as it appeared in the dreaming and trance states.

—No one has to watch their conversation with me. I am capable of dealing with all aspects of reality, even cloudy ones on my plane....

[...] Here we have several personalities, all operating within one self, each unaware of the other, and each going his own separate way.

[...] And as Bill Gallagher pointed out, they probably heard the deep Seth voice while in the hall outside our door; upon admittance they saw no one with which to identify such a voice. [...]

The symbol of a road involves the distance from one life to another, and the change from one set of parents to another. [...]

(I planned no envelope test for this session, thinking that the test material on the Gallaghers in Puerto Rico, and on Dr. Instream, would be enough for one session. [...]

(Jane keeps separate records of such experiments, and has this one written up in the same manner as the Gallagher experiment that is included in the 196th session.

[...] They were images of the men whose voices spoke to him in his earlier dream, when he was so frightened; and when he leaped so gracefully from the banister, I was the one who extended an arm to assist him.

[...] Suggestions given then, good ones, to a mind already distracted by fear or worry, will do little good.

[...] Of course he must make some demands of himself—reasonable ones. [...]

It is the habit, to one extent self-examination carried too far in that respect, of too much concern with the problems of the self anyway. [...]

I have one other remark. [...]

The barrier, if it may be so called, is not so much in the nature of the two dimensions themselves, but in your own limitations, since presently you are focused mainly in one of these. Until a certain area of psychic development is attained, awareness, or rather direct awareness, is only possible in one dimension at a time, though experience in other dimensions in varying degrees may be received separately.

(Jane did some work on one of her paintings last night. [...]

There are other dimensions, some of which you are almost ignorant, in which however you exist, or have some valid effect; where you are projected and where in one way or another you form a reference point.

The whole self as you know has its existence in uncamouflaged energy, and is therefore capable of the assimilation of knowledge in so far as it can, if it chooses, be basically unaffiliated to any one camouflage dimension or perspective. [...]

On the one hand, our work and yours is largely devoted to poking holes into the official one-line consciousness, and on the other you find yourself financially responsible to contribute to its policies.

[...] It will be used to support people or ventures that in one way or another seek goals that are in line with our work. [...] The ideal is meaningless if it is not physically manifest to one degree or another. [...]

For there, you envision on the one hand the best possible book, content, production, et cetera; and as if to purposefully torment yourself, you also envision the opposing “gross practical product” that could possibly result—a product that would only mock by contrast the ideal that is also so vividly envisioned.

[...] Beside, the expressed ideal may seek routes actually far more advantageous than ones you might have, planned for it.

[...] Those mentioned tonight on Ruburt’s part were “negative” ones precisely because they were so strongly inhibited. [...]

[...] This does not mean that a series of crying jags, explosive ones, need be in order, as Ruburt fears, and fears that you fear.

[...] This is the kind of thing I have been speaking of—the avoidance of a direct confrontation with those (in quotes) “negative emotions” blocks out the one emotional (in quotes) “solution”: an emotional statement on your part that counters it—a meeting of emotions.

(“How about a very short one?”)

The soreness that he does experience sometimes at night is of less intensity than before, and it happens when the body is in the middle of one of those overall processes, so that a large number of muscles and joints are being exercised at one time.

[...] He is far too tolerant, for one thing. [...] A mountain-climber is not necessarily an extremist; an extremist goes from one kind of extreme behavior to another.

[...] Actually, a string of events, evidently out of Framework 2, were involved, and would make a most interesting study of how Framework 2 aids one in making decisions or bringing about events they want to see happen. [...]

Ruburt’s intelligence was not one to follow blindly, and so his marks were not outstanding. [...]

[...] One Sumari is all Sumari. [...] Now, everyone who was here last night was Sumari, and many who come to class, even for one time, are Sumari.

(To me:) Now, you remember, because of one of your experiences and something I said in a session—or, rather, another portion of me said in a session —having to do with the fact that Seth II, if you could perceive him, would be as small as a brown nut. [...]

And you knew it is what you are, and what you will be; and as the other developments in the sessions also rose out of what you are and what Ruburt is, so did this one. [...]

[...] Now, such occurrences allow you unusual exchanges of energy from one system to another. [...]

[...] Given Seth’s concept of simultaneous time, I thought I might have glimpsed another existence — whether a reincarnational one or a probable one — that I was living now.

[...] Neither of us realized it at the time, but she was to soon embark upon one of the key episodes³ of her psychic life: “My later experiences that day were a practical lesson in how models work” she wrote after it was all over.

[...] Even though her state of awareness was still growing, Jane decided that she wanted to ride downtown with me after we’d finished eating; I planned to pick up one of our typewriters at a repair shop, then buy some groceries. [...]

“Then, between one moment and the next, the world literally changed for me. [...]

[...] It was getting late, we had already put in an active day traveling and visiting, and I for one was not sure of how effective such a session might be. Jane had remarked that she had no idea whether she could give one, and no inkling of any possible subject matter.

His actual predicament is one where what he wishes, he feels will hurt others. And yet through living at home while helping the father, on the one hand, in the establishment, at the same time on unconscious levels by his very presence he says “I am not doing what I want to do, and you are to blame.”

[...] However, when we finally became convinced that a session was quite welcome to Ida, Bill and Louie, if only out of curiosity, Jane and I agreed to try to hold one.

[...] A sense of guilt carried throughout one lifetime is somewhat understandable. [...]

[...] And no one can tell any of you what to do! If one problem is solved seemingly in such a manner, then you will simply have to set a new problem of a similar kind and begin again from scratch, in another life or other circumstances in this life. [...]

[...] No one can force you to be the self that you are and can be. But no one but yourself can make you recreate the failure that you have been recreating. [...]

This is not original with me, but you cannot deny one feeling without cutting off all feeling to some extent. You cannot cut off one portion of yourself without cutting off the channels to the whole self to some extent. [...]

I have never implied that my teachings are easy ones, but then I have never treated you like nincompoops. [...]

[...] There is one small point I want to mention. Ruburt visited your room one night. [...]

[...] In one lifetime’s work you can learn what it might otherwise take three reincarnations to learn. You are all involved basically with one thing. [...]

[...] I am not telling you to do one thing or the other. [...]

([Tam:] “Well, is the same one you mentioned as being on the waters in our previous exercise?”)