“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Alice parked the car in front of my parents’ home in Sayre, put her arm around my shoulder and said something. [...] I saw my parents’ home clearly there on Wilbur Avenue, but I did not go into it. [...]

(However, the three of us did meet with our parents last Sunday, October 4, 1964, to handle some family business. [...]

[...] I don’t remember Jane and me showing my parents any of the Seth material, for example, and trying to explain what we were searching for within it. For all of the six years that we held the early sessions, we never mentioned them to my parents as we sought to go our own way. [...] For that to be possible, my parents would have had to understand what the Seth material was all about. [...]

A year later Jane made the naive mistake of seeking comfort in a marriage to a new friend, Walter Zeh, who was having his own difficult life with just one parent. [...]

[...] I spent several years freelancing as a commercial artist in the Sayre, Pennsylvania area while living with my parents, Robert Sr. and Estelle (my father called her Stell). [...]

Well, the pay wouldn’t be as good as I could earn in New York City, I explained to my parents, but my living expenses would be much lower. [...]

(11:44.) If you hate a parent, for example, you cannot use the point of power to tell yourself that you love the parent instead. [...]

[...] Communication between individuals in the psychological perspective is almost exclusively telepathic, and is picked up early by the young from their parents. In the beginning, children actually begin their physical construction along lines telepathically received from their parents, at the same time that they learn their own manipulation in the psychological perspective.

[...] He was also your own insurance against being swallowed by your own parents, and he saved you from that possibility, which was present.

[...] Otherwise you might well have continued your earlier performance, and moved in with your parents, to bail out your younger brother in a situation which would have then been present.

[...] While we were talking Jane told me that she’s been quite successful at imagining herself back at 704 N. Wilbur Avenue, in Sayre—the home of my parents. [...]

Your religious ideas have often told you that deformities at birth were the result of the parents’ sins cast upon the children, or that another kind of punishment was involved in terms of “karma.” [...]

[...] You think yourself quite free of financial conditions, and as an adult now in independent terms set yourself free of your parents. [...]

[...] I was upset by a visit to my parents the evening before. [...]

[...] All of you did not have the same parents, for example, and there are portions of probable situations existing in your own parents’ separate lives. [To Rob:] In two probable realities, your mother did not have children. [...]

A group of us are at my parents’ house, in the cellar, projecting. [...]

[...] In its natural form this is not a morbid, frightened, neurotic, or cowardly attempt to escape life, but a definite, positive, “healthy” acceleration of the desire for survival, in which the individual strongly wants to leave physical life as once the child wanted to leave the parent’s home.

[...] This purpose would be entwined with the parents’ intent. [...]

[...] I am not here condoning suicide, for too often in your society it is the unfortunate result of conflicting beliefs — and yet it is true to say that all deaths are suicide, and all births deliberate on the part of child and parent. [...]

[...] I accepted the vaccines because I yielded (if somewhat reluctantly) to conventional parental and medical pressures, as well as my own beliefs of the time: I was “supposed” to take the inoculations; they would be “good” for me. [...]

[...] That is, the parents wish to project themselves, you see, but instead are the participators of a new personality.

[...] When I returned I saw that a family of five people — parents and three young children — were in the car, and ready to drive away. [...]

You were determined to find the kind of relationship you have with Ruburt, the kind of relationship your parents never had, and you applied the power of your will in that direction. [...]

[...] I’ve recalled portions of some very vivid dreams, also involving my parents, but haven’t spontaneously remembered them in full detail as I usually do. [...]

[...] You are as different from those reincarnational selves, therefore, as you are from your parents, though you share certain backgrounds and characteristics.

It is easy for you to see how you affect your parents in your lifetime, though they are older than you. [...]

[...] You rail at them, railing at your parents’ arguments. [...]

(“Why did Jane’s parents marry?”)

[...] They served as house parents to some degree.

[...] You chose parents who in their way were culturally deprived, ignorant of fine music or literature, and temperamentally poles apart. [...]

[...] (I was surprised at the age, etc.) For some time in your relationship in this life, Nebene provided you with a framework to contain your own early emotions with your parents.

You quite gladly used those disciplinary abilities, and they served you well in early years as a framework in which you handle your parents’ situation. [...]