“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The bark is so to speak outside our tree; and there is a small space between the inner tree and the bark. This small space is our dissociation.

(This is our longest session to date and at its end we were both weary. [...]

[...] But like the subject in trance, our plant is aware. [...]

[...] If for example our tree bark grew fearful of the stormy weather and began to harden itself against the elements, in a well-meaning but distorted protective spirit, then the tree would die. [...]

(We found our cat, Catherine, in a next-door backyard after dark on Sunday evening. [...] Upon our return that evening at supper time, Jane began to go outside to look for the cat perhaps every fifteen minutes. [...] As it happened our washing had been hung in the basement the day before because of rain.

[...] It concerns the fact that we are buying a set of dishes of our own at Loblaw’s supermarket; Jane said she was determined to get a set of dishes adequate for our needs. The disadvantage however is that obtaining the set in this fashion is much more expensive than she had figured on.

(Jane took from me the sealed double envelopes for our 76th experiment. [...]

[...] She said she might have had images but couldn’t recall them until she came to the appropriate data as we made our connections.

On November 4 our country’s president lost his bid for a second term. [...] For a number of complicated reasons, our State Department refused to give the Iranians a speedy answer. [...]

[...] Our struggle, our challenge, and one that’s most difficult for us, is to understand his material as much as possible.

(However, a little thought shows that Fred’s departure may actually work to our advantage—slowing down any precipitous decision on the part of the Chemung County Infirmary to want to possibly move Jane over there; if he isn’t present to give advise, officials may not be able to reach a decision, except to leave her alone—which is what we want. [...]

[...] I said that I didn’t want the extra stress involved with the tape deal, that we’d dealt with our publisher for many years, and that I didn’t look forward to being in an adversarial position vis-à-vis them. [...]

[...] Pete is going to ask Carnevale and Niles if they’ll do our taxes. [...]

[...] The time seemed to scoot by without our getting anything done. [...]

Now I am coming to you briefly for a very simple reason—to let you know you are indeed welcome here and that you do not bother our friend Ruburt. [...]

[...] I came here merely to give greetings to our new friend here and I find myself immediately involved in philosophical discussion. [...]

Out of the goodness of my invisible heart, I will let our friend Ruburt rest, but be assured that I am not some general mass of invisible protoplasm, you see. [...]

[...] Our slight friend Ruburt here was indeed upon occasion, a rather lecherous old fellow, and I was a saintly type. [...]

[...] She began in trance while seated in our rocking chair, using a quiet voice and pauses, eyes open at times.)

He did very well with his class, not only by holding our session (see the last session, Jane’s first without my presence), but by releasing and vocalizing his deep inner convictions. [...]

If Maltz is followed, and our last two sessions, a deeper state of relaxation should be possible regardless, this coming from inner peace. [...]

[...] Our next session will deal with this.

Now, good evening to you (Brad Lanton) and welcome, and welcome to our guests here. [...]

(Class discussed the exercise and how our consciousness changed.)

[...] Welcome to our class. [...]

[...] And again to our friend in the corner (Bette) you will not have to learn declensions. [...]

To simplify a great deal: In modern physics it’s said that atoms are processes, not things; that atoms and/or their constituents can appear as either waves or particles, depending on how we observe them; and that these qualities exist outside of our coarse world of space and time. [...] It’s further said that our attempts to describe or visualize such nonphysical qualities inevitably cause us to misinterpret them; so the artist wonders whether the atom’s movement in more than one direction at once may not be perfectly “natural” in its own environment — some sort of ability quite separate from any play we may indulge in with words while trying to consciously comprehend it.

[...] She recited a list of opposing feelings in her own body that she was simultaneously aware of in her “bigger body”: Her right foot was very cold, her back very hot … I got her a sweater, for our living room had cooled off. [...]

[...] In one of our very early sessions, I told you that you perceive from a vast field only certain data that you find meaningful. [...]

1. In several of the sessions he delivered in 1970–71 for Seth Speaks, Seth explained how atoms and molecules phase in and out of our physical system. [...]

Occasionally we’ll meet one or more of our secondhand detractors. [...] Sometimes we’ll discover that the “knowledge” of us held by the skeptic(s) in question is so far removed from our actual beliefs and activities that it would take us a very long time to establish any real understanding among all involved — if it would be possible to begin with, that is. [...]

[...] The evening was quite warm; we had a window open; the traffic noises rushed up to our second-floor living room. [...]

“Seth — or somebody’s saying — maybe it’s just me — relates to the people in our time. [...]

[...] She let our cat, Willy, into the living room from the second apartment we rent across the hall. [...]

[...] Idly, it seemed, she had picked a book from one of our shelves. [...]

[...] Because he is trying to be so understanding our man inhibits the expression of many of the normal irritations that would serve as a natural system of communication between, say, his superior and himself at work, or perhaps with the members of his family at home.

[...] When his system has had enough, our friend may then indeed react with violent behavior. [...]

Now: That is the end of dictation, and the end of our session. [...]

[...] So are the wires that we constructed to make our point about fifth dimension, but for all practical purposes we must behave as if the wires are there. [...] Again if you will consider our maze of wires, I will ask you to imagine them filling up everything that is, with your plane and my plane like two small bird’s nests in the net-like fabric of some gigantic tree.

(“How was it possible for an entity from such a different plane to intrude like that upon our plane?”

[...] This certainly must hint at some conscious control, Joseph, and should make you feel more confident about our sessions, not less. [...]

[...] Things behave as though the wires and cubes were there, but these were only constructions necessary even to those on my plane in order to make things comprehensible to our faculties, the faculties of any entity. [...]

(Looking at me:) I am speaking so directly as if our friend were here, because the emotional rapport is stronger, and if you will forgive me Joseph, when I look at you, you see, I am seeing our friend instead.

Now we will address a portion of this session to our dear young friend.

Now I do suggest that our friend contact Edwards, and Ruburt can explain the reasons rather than taking session time to do so. [...]

I wish you then a hearty good evening, and to your friend, our present beloved young woman, Ruburt’s Pat Norelli, my best wishes for a beginning now, of vitality and joy, as you throw aside all conditions, and accept your life for what it is and will (underlined) be—a joy, an exaltation to yourself, and a help to all those you will still contact.

[...] A three-piece outfit… I pick up one two five here again and I believe our friend, the cat lover, enters the shop and that the ensemble is in the window… La Rue… I do not know, a street or does she rue entering the shop? [...]

[...] To the right just before this last left hand turn and hill is a fairly low building where I believe our friends eat, or at least they visit here.

[...] Now I believe our friends stay further up this same road for the night.

Some automatic painting can be expected along this line with our student here. [...]

And now our Lady of Florence over here. [...]

To our friend over here, we have you still enjoying class and coming here most faithfully and with great determination we have you resisting looking into the inner self—and skimming along the edges of realization—delight ourselves with the outskirts of psychic experience [sic]. [...]

Now I do not mind your chasing the cat (Seth’s voice was suddenly loud; I had taken a swipe at our cat Willy with my notepaper, when he was about to jump up into Jane’s lap), but chasing my foot is another matter… this energy is then picked up by the families of the students, and their lives indirectly benefited.

I did want to remind him that many of his classes, and our class sessions, have this effect, and again remind him the notes he has made himself are excellent for him.

[...] Our talk covered quite a few topics and was very enjoyable, although I was in a somewhat quiet and depressed mood this evening. [...]

(Even if beta waves, then, seem to be the “official pulses” of our civilization [to use Seth’s phrase from a session that will be quoted in part below], still Jane and I wonder: When aren’t we actually in a state of altered consciousness? [...]

(Our curiosity about such speculations led me to plan this appendix shortly after the 711th session was held, and I asked Jane if Seth could eventually offer some insights about the brain’s electrical reality. [...]

[...] You would follow your own pattern of continuity and understanding, weaving this into the sleep and dream states, forming a “new” pattern that triumphantly combines all, as to some extent this occurs in our sessions.

(Once again Seth surprised us by indicating that the previous two sessions should be considered a part of Psyche — and once again we saw that he’d let our questions lead him precisely where he intended to go in any case! We’ve also discovered over the years that more often than not our questions reflect those of many readers at any given point.)

[...] You may say: “Granted,” yet persist, saying: “In our terms, however, when did the world begin, and in what manner?” Yet the very attempt to place such an origin in time makes almost any answer distorted.

(Jane was visited by the wife of our landlord after supper this evening. [...]

(The session was held in our front room. [...]

[...] Back to our probabilities.

[...] Our mail arrives late in the day. [...]

[...] I said that I thought the pills, our changing beliefs, and the sessions were all working together. [...]

You have much to be thankful for, in the definite improvements following our last session. [...]