“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Even as I did he slipped, landed on his backside, then tumbled over the edge as he scrambled for his balance. [...] I then looked over the edge of the roof, and to my great agitation I saw that Dick had not only fallen off the roof and hit the ground hard, but that now he had slipped over the edge of a steep cliff beside the porch, and was saving himself only by grasping a skinny little shrub that was in the process of loosening in the frozen ground. [...]

(I then realized that I could go over the edge of the roof at the corner, where there was a drainpipe to use as a handhold, then reach down and save him by lifting him back up with one hand. [...]

[...] I got the idea of going over the waterfall while holding my breath, yet hesitated.

(Then Bill went ahead, his body curled up into a ball, much like a fetal position. I saw him coast over the edge of the fall. [...]

[...] Her head was bent over, her eyes closed often so that I was afraid she’d bump into her glass of Coke, and perhaps knock it over. [...]

[...] There was also much publicity until a couple of days ago, about Israel returning to Egypt the last portions it held of the Sinai peninsula, and how Israel destroyed the settlement of Yamit rather than hand it over intact to the Egyptians—a haggle over a price, I believe.

[...] Instead, she slept heavily for over an hour. [...]

[...] I want to do them both—it isn’t that I prefer one over the other. I received the answer that I felt guilty over the conflict: when I wanted to do one, I thought I should be working on the other.”)

[...] When Seth asked if I had more questions, finally, I said no, that I’d have to think it over, and that perhaps we’d decide not to use photographs after all in “Unknown” Reality.

[...] But my reluctance was based, I thought, on my resentment at Prentice-Hall over their handling of art work; I really didn’t want to let the photos in question out of the house, for fear they’d be lost, etc. [...]

For one thing, again, almost all situations, including the most drastic, can be changed for the better to some extent, and the very attempt to do so can increase a person’s sense of control over his or her own circumstances. This does not mean that those adverse situations can be changed overnight in usual terms (though ideally that is also possible), but that the sense of control over one’s life encourages all of the mental and physical healing properties.

Such concepts encourage individuals to feel like victims, with no control at all over the conditions of their own lives.

(3:52.) In terms of “starting over” at such a point, the main thing to remember is not to expect too much too fast, while recognizing that instantaneous cures are indeed probabilities.

[...] The supper was delicious, and afterward John and I had an interesting conversation ranging over a number of subjects. [...]

[...] Jane, Bill and I hunched over the table, over the left hand. [...]

[...] And she will check over this account before it goes into the record.

[...] Our kitchen opens off the living room, so we closed the blinds in both rooms, and pulled the curtains over them. [...]

[...] The cold white light spread up over the thickening wrist, up the forearm to the sweater. [...]

[...] It can speak in the silence of a room if you have the wits to realize that beneath sound there is what our friend, the physicist over here, might call antisound. [...]

(To Gert.) Now, first of all, over here to our profiled friend you are already the self that you want to be so do not let it bother you so. [...]

[...] As our friend over here began to experience what happens when Ruburt leaves trance, so your thoughts leave their own pattern, and your emotions impress the physical reality that you know with all kinds of effects of which you are unaware. [...]

And now I do bid you all a good evening and yes, there is a connection over there (to Sheila) with the man of whom you spoke earlier. [...]

[...] Ruburt’s “overly conscientious self” was indeed built up in response to his belief that he was, to begin with, overly enthusiastic, overly impulsive, overly spontaneous. [...] He was creatively gifted—but an overly impulsive child does not care for an invalid mother, conscientiously, for 21 years.

He thought of himself as overly impulsive. [...]

[...] We read the resolutions over several times a day.)

With the loving help of others I made several attempts over the years to publish various portions of Jane’s work, but with little success, for a variety of reasons. Also, even though I’d been so intimately involved with the Seth material from the very beginning, for example, I didn’t fully comprehend the volume of just the session material that we’d accumulated over a total of 21 years. [...]

[...] Over half a dozen years we filed the typed sessions in 44 three-ring binders. The sessions in one of the volumes published by Rick are accompanied by my drawings of the objects used in the series of “envelope tests” we conducted, both for ourselves and long-range with a well-known scientist, over some 11 months.

[...] By then Jane had been speaking for Seth for a little over six years.

[...] A line in it stayed with me, so that I read it over this afternoon. [...]

[...] He believed that often creativity expressed itself at the expense of other portions of the self, and that if it were allowed to spill over the edges (with gestures) from artistic productivity into normal living, then it would lead to all kinds of disruptive activity. [...]

[...] Worrying, future projections of unpleasant conditions, concern over a public image, or whatever, even overconcern about his work itself—these cause strain and tension. [...]

(10:06.) You must each try to get the feeling (underlined) of creativity as you are acquainted with it, and then let that feeling splash over to other portions of your life, and particularly to the area of Ruburt’s mobility.

(Notes: Today Jane called Tam about the continuing hassles over the disclaimer for Mass Events, and learned several important things—among them that the legal department is now “drafting” a letter to us, explaining their position in the matter. [...] According to Tam, we’re not supposed to know anything about much of what he’s been telling us of the fuss over the disclaimer.

The same applies to Ruburt’s steps over there (to the couch from the chair). There is, in fact—though in a bent-over position—some considerable improvement and coordination in walking, as far as legs and arms are concerned. [...]

[...] I’d just gotten nicely into that project when the disclaimer business started over Mass Events—it seems like months ago; actually, this may be the third month following the interruption, an incredible gap in creativity, for which I blame Prentice, no doubt about it. [...]

[...] If you begin to concentrate upon the importance of the nature of thought, to become overly concerned with the processes involved with thinking or reasoning, then your very conscious concern would make those processes seem all the more complicated, while instead it is easy to see that those processes are quite naturally equipped to handle their own tasks with remarkable ease. [...]

The energy of the overly conscientious self is as strong as that of the spontaneous self, hence the impasse that had been reached. [...]

[...] She couldn’t get the material through in the two instances noted; in the past, she said, she wouldn’t have been aware of this, so she considered this new awareness an advancement over the past.

[...] Originally you saw Ruburt as the spontaneous self, and your ideas of discipline were quickly gobbled up by the overly conscientious self before you recognized its existence.

The overly conscientious self is the part that will retreat, that carries grudges, that believes an eye for an eye, and is relatively uncompromising. [...]

Seth spoke through me for over two hours, so quickly that the students had trouble taking notes. [...] Later one of the students, Carol, told me that although she knew the words were coming from my mouth, still she felt that they were coming from all over, from the walls themselves.

As of December 1969, my husband, Rob, and I have held over 500 Seth sessions, over a period of five years. [...]

[...] When all this began, in fact, I wasn’t at all sure that we survived death once, much less over and over again.

[...] Someone has produced over fifty notebooks of fascinating material, and even at my most skeptical moments I have to accept the reality of the sessions and the material. [...]

[...] I must react to need in this respect—and it seems necessary at this point that I feel perfectly comfortable and safe before I allow Seth to take over so completely. Yet it is not Seth’s taking over that concerns me for when he does take over I am not afraid at all. [...]

[...] I had thought when the session was over of suggesting we do this, but I was exhausted even though I knew I was having trouble snapping out of the trance.

[...] Planck’s forces (pause), triumph over the old values but zero gobbles some of Planck’s men, the integer minus 7, and to work out, psi must be confused for a moment with 8. The mistake is found, and Y is free. [...] It is besieged by truth to the 3rd power, truth being one, hand in hand with 7. Three C (E?), 3C, over 9 to the 7th power, will temporarily equate with 9 over 137, might give you truth.

(Resume:) X Y I’m not sure, either to the 2nd or 9th power, that goes next to Y over a line; pi, and (pause) one of those marks between, an equal mark I think (Jane was now trying to draw marks in the air), C C something that looks like an H over a line, 4. This is a multidimensional game. [...]

[...] The value of the integers would seem to dissolve (pause) at the speed of light, but it is precisely here that the minus numbers take over and become, or take on, the value of the positive numbers.

[...] It has a highly artificial relation to it, and it hides another equation, secret since the time of Egypt, having do with the basic nature of zero, and the opening and wedging powers of the unleashed integer, over zero to the 9th degree gradations downward, do you see?

[...] I invited him to come up and take over the studio for a barbershop. [...]

[...] I kept thinking about the session, listening to Jane try to read it as I looked over mail. [...]

(“I’d like to go over that first sentence of the Bantam material — I’ve made a mistake, or something’s wrong somewhere.”

(4:32 p.m. I told Jane that I didn’t know whether or not I’d get involved in a controversy over the Bantam cover. [...]

[...] In the meantime I’d read over the 17 chapters of my unfinished novel, Oversoul Seven and the Museum of Time, and looked over groups of notes for possible books, but nothing hit the spot. [...] There was a squabble over seating arrangements which was finally resolved. I took that to mean that I would shortly be on the move again creatively, and to be prepared, so I had Rob help me move all my writing materials from the small breezeway where I’d finished The God of Jane, into the new patio back room, as a gesture of being ready to start over.

So on August 6th I sat in the patio-room with fresh paper, fresh typewriter cartridge, and hopefully fresh mind, looking over my interpretations of Rob’s latest dreams. [...]

[...] After the layoff, there was Seth poised psychologically once again (for over the thousandth time). [...]

[...] I don’t feel that some superspirit has ‘taken over’ my body. [...]

(To Joel) Now you certainly understand that I am doing the same thing with you, in a different way, as I do with my very dear friend over here (Florence) in another way, so do not be offended. And I do not want any of you, you see, to use these ideas as superficial bandages to put over your bleeding psyches because these ideas can, on occasion, be used in a superficial manner. [...]

(To Natalie.) I have one message for our friend over here behind me, however, and it is quite simple. When you do not know what else to do, relax and tell yourself that other portions of yourself do know what to do, and they will take over. [...]

[...] And the last part of that sentence is important for our recorder over here. [...]

Now the atoms and molecules also, my dear scientific friend over there (Arnold), these atoms and molecules, minute as they may appear to you, also carry their burden of consciousness and a responsibility, yet there is a portion of consciousness that can joyfully perceive in a different manner that is not forced to perceive by its nature, but that can playfully perceive as a creative aspect of its being and without responsibility. [...]

The overly conscientious self also wants freedom of motion toward goals with which it agrees. [...]

The overly conscientious self is life-sustaining, however. [...]

The overly conscientious self has distrusted frivolity. [...]

[...] This will take care of any lingering doubts on the part of the overly conscientious self concerning the success implied in the Fell letter.

[...] Afterward, over the period of the late afternoon and night, it seems that vast changes have happened all over:

[...] Earlier caught myself stewing over my windows new room being accessible that is, noticeable; then cleared that up saying that Frank, etc., will be gone; phone book won’t have address; winter coming—but if I have to, I’ll lock the screen door or put up a note working hours no guests; but anyhow I’ll make conscious decisions and take steps. [...]

(Jane later said that she was sure she hadn’t had too much to drink, and that she had become very upset over company behavior while the tape was being played, etc. This was complicated by her self-questioning over the matter of control, and whether we should have nothing but regular sessions. [...]

[...] The other three witnesses are young people and had no idea that such physical performances were possible over a period of hours. [...]

[...] The gist of tonight’s material on this subject was that Bill allowed his intuitions enough freedom so that he was able to see the apparition for over an hour and to make several drawings of it; by the same token Jane and I were unable to see the apparition because we tried to intellectualize it. [...]

[...] I immediately felt that the illness resulted from her conflicts over having the session, and the next day she confirmed this. [...]