“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I’m sure that our wonder at the vast organization of nature will continue to grow as our scientists plunge ever deeper into the complexities of genetic research. [...]

[...] Trust yourself to plunge fully into large endeavors in your work, and do not be afraid of making errors.

[...] My wife was already plunging in, then. [...]

He well knew at times that Adventures was in part a ruse to content him, and assure him of a contract while I began my book, but he is afraid of taking the plunge on his own now. [...]

[...] Ruburt wanted to plunge into it, but was afraid to not take the money for Adventures instead—hence the same problem in new and more dangerous form.

[...] It recreates itself in the moment of its birth, with multitudinous slight variations and differentiations; and in so doing automatically plunges into, or projects itself into, those fields which attract the particular range of those differentials.

One additional note: have him plunge now into his new book—and stop concentrating on the problem of the symptoms. [...]

[...] In the past the balance of success versus failure in his eyes was so tipped at the failure end that he took but a mere breather of relief, then plunged ahead again with the same desperation. [...]

In midnight thickets
Dreamers plunge,
While the moon
Shines calmly on.
The town is sleeping,
Bodies lie
Neat and empty
Side by side.

One eye looked out upon the form —
The thigh’s spread galaxies — and saw
The burst of each cell-star that plunged
Into instant shape within the flesh.
The other eye, turned inward, glimpsed
New webworks and cocoons
Spun from thoughts and dreams that spread
Images outward with each breath.

(My thought of course is that gritting one’s teeth and plunging ahead with the new book in defiance of large portions of the personality may have unpleasant repercussions. [...]

[...] You felt that a family life would automatically plunge you into the kind of living that would not allow you such luxury. [...]

Heat or no, I had to notice that the room seemed plunged into greenness — the leaves trembling and the fir tree so close to the window that a branch could grow in if you left the window open long enough.

[...] Then, in the 752nd session for July 28, 1975, Seth plunged into his next book: The Nature of the Psyche: Its Human Expression. He’s well into it at this writing, and as Jane and I have planned things, the notes for it will be very short. [...]

[...] Man’s initial curiosity did not involve seeing, feeling, or touching the object’s nature as much as it involved a joyful psychic exploration in which he plunged his consciousness, rather than, say, his foot into the stream — though he did both.

[...] Seth plunged into the material. [...]

[...] Important therapeutic information that is given in dreams, and meant to be recalled, is not remembered because your sleep habits plunge you into what you think of as unconsciousness far too long.

These feelings of discouragement, however, though much deeper in the past, should be dissipated as quickly as possible in all cases, and then the energy used in a new plunge into work. [...]

[...] I told myself I was willing to try anything — a visit to some other reality, a plunge through the door into the living room, a trip down the street in front of the house….

[...] You could not perceive them in your own state — nor can they maintain their native state as they plunge through the far reaches of the psyche. [...]

[...] And though he loved you, he did not “plunge” into marriage with you either. [...]

He has been plunged back into a physical universe that he would not accept even as a valid mirage. [...]