“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I forgot to call our lawyer early, and when I did think of it I said to hell with it and continued work on Dreams. [...]

(I told Jane of my dream of the night before last, in which she and I and Leonard Yaudes — who had been our downstairs neighbor at 458 — moved into an apartment together at 458. [...]

[...] We are having some difficulties with our friend’s voice and as you see he has worn a skirt rather than slacks which somehow hamper activities. [...]

[...] I will end our session again because I understand that your hour is late. [...]

(Last Thursday, Jane and I received from Prentice-Hall our first copies of the German translation of Seth Speaks. [...]

[...] To some extent the attempt on the part of science to consider such material may possibly bring about those qualities of true scientific intuition that will help science bridge the gap between such divergent views as its own and ours.

(Smiling:) Now do you want to know why you stayed (in our living quarters) during the flood?

[...] Therefore they planned to move our manuscripts, Ruburt’s writings, and Joseph’s paintings upstairs if the need arose. [...]

1. Seth didn’t say that we also had a small-bore rifle (which has yet to be fired, even now), and a few medical supplies in our stock…. [...]

We all have our roles. [...]

[...] However, a discussion of them will fit in much more conveniently with our next session.

[...] The relationship between us, in fact, is one that we shall discuss most thoroughly in the very near future, for now you will be able to understand what you could not perhaps have understood earlier, concerning our communications in terms of actions involving actions.

Good evening to you all and welcome to our new friends here and to our visitors. [...]

Very well, I will see that it is put in our book. [...]

[...] As he promised he’d do early in this work, Seth himself does “set the scene” now and then by mentioning our activities, but obviously — and rightly — he’s more interested in delivering his material. [...]

(We feel that the importance of Seth’s work far surpasses our own comments, of course, yet I do like to remind the reader now and then of Seth-Jane’s spontaneous delivery of these sessions.

[...] He may be joking or serious, dictating a chapter or making remarks about our lives or the world in general. [...]

(“Our perception of time is limited and we only focus on a fairly small portion of reality. [...] But our next stage is to have a more expanded time value along with the intense perception or reaction the animals have now. [...]

(Our cat, Willy, was curled up sleeping in a chair that happened to be in back of the rocker Jane sat in as she spoke for Seth. [...]

[...] I said, the vacuum (which was ours), was right there in plain sight. [...]

[...] Your endeavors cannot be labeled, nor can your (to me) contribution to our joint work be assessed. [...]

[...] When you paint, you feel you cannot justify your art, and in our books you wonder what percentage your notes and contributions might make in the overall royalties, say. [...]

In this probability (underlined), the particular combination that resulted in our work required both of you, and entails combinations of abilities on both of your parts, and is built upon your entire relationship with each other. [...]

[...] Your body is in the right place at the right time—and (louder) I can see that I was in the right place at the right time for our chat. [...]

[...] Later in the day he matted it and put it on the bookcase just before we began our twenty-first session.

[...] The session, the twenty-second, was one of our first spontaneous sessions. [...]

Our regular session was due the next night and lasted, as usual, from 9:00 until after 11:30. [...]

Then, just as Rob was about to ask how we could really perceive the inner realities, Seth began to discuss the second inner sense, giving us a valuable tool for our subjective dissections. [...]

(Last Thursday, 7/30, Jane and I were notified by the Veteran’s Administration that our application for a G.I. loan to purchase the Birch house was denied; the reason given was the steep dirt road leading up to the place.

[...] My personal thought was that our expectations concerning the house had been in the process of change, the loss of the loan being the natural culmination of this.

(Of course we could still have obtained the house through a bank loan, which was offered to us, but we declined, feeling our ideas had changed in some way as yet unclear to us; yet we felt it was tied up with the material, meager as yet, that Seth has been giving us concerning the power of expectation.

[...] Before our sessions you would have been satisfied with less. [...]

[...] On Monday and Wednesday evenings he furnished material on this book, plus some personal material for us; discoursed at length Tuesday night in ESP class; spoke briefly Friday afternoon to a visiting editor from Time magazine — subject, Freudian psychology; and on Saturday evening talked informally to a group of our friends about daily life in Italy during the time he had been a minor pope in the fourth century a.d. [Reincarnation-wise, Seth had first mentioned his papal experience in an ESP class session in May, 1971. [...]

(I made just a few notes on the Saturday night material after our guests left. [...]

(Seth added that our records of those early centuries are confused as far as the Church, baptism and children are concerned. [...]

(As Seth, Jane looked at the clock on our bookcase.)

[...] Once out of trance, Jane said she had been bothered by the racket over our heads, but that she “held on to the trance” until break. [...]

[...] Understand, however, that I do not mean that we lack our own initiative for action, individuality or purpose — and remember also here that you live from the inside out. [...]

[...] We’ve received little information on our past lives, preferring to wait on this endeavor for various personal reasons. [...]

[...] Actually there was no contradiction — merely a misinterpretation on our parts. [...]

(They also fit in beautifully with my own recent feelings and questions about the behavior of our species, and Seth’s answering material. [...]

[...] I am creating certain divisions here to make our discussion — or (with a smile) monologue — easier. [...]

[...] I will answer you this evening or at our next session, as you prefer.

(Now Seth came through with some personal material for Jane, then ended the session at 11:59 P.M. Jane was ready for still more work, and even thought of using our recorder. [...]

[...] So there are answers that I cannot give you, for they are not known anywhere in the system in which we have our existence. We do know that within this system of our All That Is, creation continues and developments are never still. [...]

[...] I really think that this particular material can hold its own with the best metaphysical writings of our time. [...]

[...] Following through with our analogy, imagine yourself Self A. We will start you off in physical reality on Thread A, though you have already traversed many other threads to get where you are.

[...] In the middle of our conversation, Seth came through:

[...] I know I created my dream image of her to make our communication understandable to me — yet I felt that she was alive, in our terms and in hers. [...]

[...] While we talked after supper tonight, however, I discovered to my surprise that Jane did entertain some doubtful thoughts on our places within this great organization of things. [...]

[...] Go back to our bulb and flower. [...]

[...] In her view, the quality called multipersonhood encompasses all of the inner personifications, or Aspects, of the source self, which she defines in the Glossary of Adventures as “the ‘unknown’ self, soul, or psyche; the fountainhead of our physical being.” [...]

Then a group (perhaps this one?) goes upstairs to our apartment. [...]

[...] Our fine friend (Orville Tigerman): A-I-N-E-I-D—that is his entity name, and I send him my heartiest regards.

[...] The main problems with Ruburt exist as given, and when these are cleared then we will have clear access to our other material, that is, the past-life data.

[...] Flowing through Elmira, NY, the Chemung River passes close to our apartment.)