“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Jane called Leonard Yaudes this morning while I was painting [I thought she was talking to Peg G.], and said later that she was picking up from Seth a good deal of excellent material on the body consciousness, our social mores re illness, and my own recent panicky hassles after Leonard’s operation a couple of weeks ago. [...]

At the same time, Joe holds you in fond regard—yet your abilities also were not those that he traditionally assigned to manhood: men did not paint pictures. [...]

Once more, if you think of daily life as an ever-moving three-dimensional painting with you as the artist, then you will realize that as your beliefs change so will your experience. [...]

[...] I will soon be painting again. [...]

It is as if an artist finished a painting, and instead of going to a new one he does countless variations of the original, without realizing what he is doing. [...]

[...] The abilities must be used, the creative urges therefore fully utilized in all areas—the psychic, the spiritual (pause), the more earthy writing and painting, for this energy sweeps through the personality and cannot be dammed up. [...]

[...] I was busier than ever, however: running the house, preparing for Christmas, helping my wife in various ways, working on the earlier notes for Dreams and trying to accumulate some painting time. [...]

After the holidays Jane worked on several small acrylic paintings of flowers that friends had given us for Christmas. [...]

[...] In its own form each time, it still underlies our sessions, and her poetry, writing, and painting.

[...] She did more painting. [...]

[...] Now I’m organizing my files for new work, doing some painting, and making a few picture frames for both of us, a very pleasant interlude for a change. [...]

[...] [They began to approach those described in the 639th session in Chapter Ten, and the 653rd session in Chapter Thirteen, to name but two such instances mentioned in this book.] Finally she called me at 3:30 p.m. as I was painting in my studio, and read Silver Brothers to me. [...]

[...] I haven’t been getting in much painting time for the past week. [...]

[...] Now, to our fine young lady: you must watch the pictures that you paint with your imagination, for you allow your imagination too full a reign. [...]

[...] Sally said that sometimes she could see a painting on the far wall and at other times the mist obscured it. [...]

[...] You are working toward several breakthroughs in your own painting—actually a three-way breakthrough.

[...] It can erase your difficulties as easily as you can erase a mistake on a painting, easily and swiftly and beautifully and well. [...]

(To Laurie.) I give you my heartiest regards and my congratulations for your painting and, yes, it is legitimate.

[...] Being personally interested in such things, we talked of the perhaps intrinsic impermanence of all of our works of art, whether it be painting, music, literature, etc. [...]

You might even make a reasonable, and I mean reasonable, Ruburt, list of preferred circumstances such as shelves built, rooms painted and so forth, and carry them out yourselves. [...]

Remember however our universe that fulfills itself yet takes up no space, and our imaginary painting in which distance appears ever further in the background, while never touching the back of the painting, and this may give you some intuitive understanding of our spacious present that has duration, and yet takes up no space.

[...] It gives me time for myself in the afternoons to paint—an arrangement that I have learned is very necessary, even vital, to my well-being both physically and mentally. [...]

The same issues underlie your own attitudes, the tension between effort and relaxation, discipline and spontaneity has applied, say, in the creative area as far as painting is concerned. [...]

Now about your painting, I will speak later. [...]

[...] I’ve been busy putting my own notes for Seth’s “Unknown” Reality in order, and have also allowed myself some painting time each day. [...]