“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

When you receive a bill do not automatically react as you have, instead as if you were contemplating a new painting. [...]

(“I’d rather think about painting pictures, I guess.”)

[...] When she reads with the left eye open also, she can still read, but gets a “ghost image” of whatever is in front of her—my paintings on the wall at the foot of her bed, say—on the typewritten page as a miniature image. [...]

[...] Indeed, for several weeks following the initiation of the challenges I relate in the essays, supposedly creative activities like writing books and painting pictures often faded into insignificance by comparison. [...]

[...] We estimated that at the proper time I’d just quit painting for the morning and was washing my brushes at the bathroom sink—a routine task I perform each day, and one that could leave a portion of my psyche free to engage in other adventures. [...]

Your own paintings served a husbandly purpose. [...]

The poetry is also steadily improving, and this inner increased spontaneity, that are the results directly of intuitional powers, are flowing over even into his paintings, allowing him to use knowledge that had not been previously available to him.

[...] In several recent paintings I have solved problems, almost effortlessly it seems, that I have been contending with for years. [...]

In quite practical terms also you have been selling paintings, because now you do not hold back, and you will continue to improve; and this improvement will cause others to be drawn to your work.

[...] (See my painting at the end of this session.)

[...] The transposition of the flowered designs of bedsheets to sheets of paper is great; Rob chose a sketch pad rather than, say, typing paper, I think, because painting is his art while Mary’s is writing. [...]

The individual I painted in 1968 is very similar to the magical “Captain Marvel” kind of character I created 12 years later, in my dream in 1980. [...]

(I brought in to show Jane the two paintings that had been involved in my enlarged-perception experience yesterday—The Girl with The Violet Eyes and the head of the man. [...]

[...] I would also like to do some painting, but this seems impossible at this time.

[...] The painting is highly therapeutic.

[...] The sketch merely recorded the idea of what I had seen, and noted the composition, for I thought it would make a good painting. [...]

[...] Your own creativity, your painting, has always had a psychic basis, and in your case—back to our analogy—self 3 has helped you. [...]

[...] [We don’t expect to receive the page proofs for James, for correcting, until late next month.] Jane began to enjoy her break by writing poetry and doing some painting — but she surprised me when she also spontaneously began to rough out some of the notes for Psyche. [...]

(I don’t know how long I’ll continue to benefit from Jane’s assistance, though, since poetry, painting, and notes can all be quickly laid aside if she starts a new project, or resumes work on one that she’s kept in abeyance for some time. [...]

His painting will serve him well in this respect, and his psychic energies will indeed be refreshed and renewed.

[...] With the figure painted out of the photo the rocks would easily resemble any number of aerial shots of denuded mountain ranges, or hills, depending on scale.

[...] If you paint a picture, its overall quality comes from the inner atmosphere of your being.

[...] Ruburt instead sees a trailer by the ocean, with each of you writing and painting—his vision, because that establishment requires no housekeeping and a small cash outlay.

[...] Following break, Seth-Jane delivered five excellent pages of data about my painting and related subjects. [...]

[...] I had been notified today the painting won the portrait award.)

[...] Let alone the bulk of Jane’s other work: her poetry, novels both published and unpublished, her other published books, an unfinished autobiography, the records of her ESP class sessions, her journals and paintings, her singing in musical trance language, Sumari, her never-ending correspondence. [...]

(“Why did I offer Spaziani the use of six paintings?”)

(I studied this session to better grasp my Nebene characteristics then [and now] by painting his image, and then drawing him again, but now I’m appalled by my behavior in first-century Rome. [...]

Nebene, while thankful to Jane, quickly let other aspects enter in once you had safely decided upon painting rather than comics, which were to him degrading. [...]