“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(She also had the idea that in our society we’re so educated and used to condemning ourselves if we have anything wrong with us, that we blind ourselves to the real reasons we fall ill to begin with. [...] I’m afraid I think that consciously we’re a long ways from incorporating such ideas into our daily society.

(“You’re doing better,” I said. [...]

[...] “Can you pretend that you’re getting me up in the morning, or something, for a minute?”

[...] “All I can say is, make believe you’re getting me up.” [...]

[...] “I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,” I said, somewhat frustrated and exasperated.

[...] Maybe through the graces of Framework 2, the course we’re following, if reluctantly, isn’t so bad after all at this time. [...]

[...] This morning Sheri Peri called re her letters to England on behalf of Jane. [...]

[...] They’re presented a little later in this note.

Now, however, I took another small step and understood that if the three poems reflect deep fears Jane has, revolving around her abilities, they’re also united by her determination to press on with those gifts. [...]

When you bunk your head / against the sky / and it gives— /
you’re tempted to back off; / suspicious, confused /
as a scared animal / treated kindly: You growl, /
pretend to lick or bite / yourself— / too scared to /
even wag your tail.

[...] / “You’re free— /
didn’t you notice? [...]

[...] As ancient man had lived without the news media we’re so used to, so does Jane speak for Seth without all of that modern help. [...]

[...] “That really hits me: you can tell you’re out there so far, with all of this energy, but you can’t go any further, you know what I mean? [...]

[...] It delights in forming correspondences between events that seem quite separate to the intellectually-tuned consciousness alone, and reveals undercurrents of usually-concealed actions that we quite ignore when we’re most concerned about thinking rationally. [...]

[...] Note the similarity re the arm problems.

(In the 436th session Seth advised caution on Eve’s part in order to forestall or change the probabilities re this future accident. [...]

[...] No one has given Jane a hint re any such third volume, etc.

[...] And above all remember that pretending is not a lie (re Cinderella). [...]

“We’re so used to thinking that our encounters with others are caused by chance — except for those we purposely bring about through choice, such as marriage partners — that Seth’s comments about my students seem a bit outrageous at first: So many counterparts in one room?

(My counterpart, Peter Smith, and I are both professional artists; we’re roughly of an age, with strong interests in other forms of creativity, such as writing, and in myth and fantasy.¹ A number of the similarities and differences between Jane and me should be obvious to our readers; she also does quite a lot of painting. [...]

[...] They’re fighting and they hit each other and she is calling him names. [...]

Now it’s later and he’s just sort of sitting there and he’s drinking and they’re in the kitchen and she threw something—and she says now she’d rather he (pause) was really full of life again like he was… Rather than like an old man…

[...] You’re a goddam panic. [...]

[...] As we talked however now, Jane said Billie was “still there” and that she now insisted this was the correct time re the note-writing.

(Lest some hypothetical readers of this material in the future regard Jane and me as idiots, incapable of learning, I’d like to note in our own defense that we’ve made many efforts to put the symptom situation out of mind as much as we’re capable of, yet it doesn’t leave us. [...] As I asked Jane the other day when she talked of resuming work on that project: “Can you stand any more complications?” I meant of course, that after 17 books, we’re at our present situation, so I have difficulty understanding how doing another book will suddenly, magically, turn anything around for us as long as we stay on the same old course. [...]

[...] But when they were over I told her she responded well to them, and she seemed pleased that she’d taken positive actions re them through the telephone. [...]

I told her I think that on those levels she really doesn’t want to hold the sessions anymore, that we’re surrounded by clues to that effect, that such a strong part of her is now so against her psychic work, so afraid of its implications—of being swept away, of going counter to her early religious imprinting—that her fear has put her in an impossible position physically. Since she’s becoming more and more helpless, I said, we can hardly say we’re solving our challenges in ordinary terms. “And don’t tell me your present state means that you’re getting better, like Seth says, because you’re not,” I said. [...]

“What I think about illness,” I said, “is that as a people we know so little about it consciously that we’re still literally in the dark ages in that respect. [...] In the meantime we’re groping around in the dark. [...]

[...] We feel that it marks a turning point—yet, paradoxically, we’re not at all sure that we can turn in the right direction! [...]

[...] I spent the next day rearranging all of Jane’s working paraphernalia in her writing room, following her directions, and that re-creation of her world helped also. [...]

[...] They’re trying out two medications — Gentamicin and Bactrim — to see which will do the job best. [...]

We will not concentrate upon these, but we will indeed discuss them, so that each person can understand the relationship between poor beliefs and poor health, for through understanding these connections the individual can re-experience the great mental variety that is possible. [...]

(“You’re saying that to some extent at least, he still feels that he isn’t free to move and walk. [...]

(While she ate I told Jane of another question I’d had in mind for some time, and asked that Seth comment: Our situation, for which we’re both responsible, is one of extremes. [...]

(Then Jane surprised me by saying that Fox was not the name she had spoken, re Jerry A. She was very definite—that Fox wasn’t correct, saying I had misunderstood her. [...]

(I told Jane however that we should get some material on a matter broached to her by letter last week by Reverend Crosson, re a speaking engagement in New York City later this year. [...]

[...] Re Crosson, etc.)

(I told her I got a call from Sue last night, re Steve and the tape deal, and from both Pete and Steve this morning, re tapes. [...]

[...] They’re united now, and in larger terms also meeting with many others they know from the “past,” “present,” and “future.” [...]

[...] Yet I know that we’re delving ever more deeply into our psyches; Jane’s work with Seth, as well as her poetry and other writings, show that. [...]

I worked on the essays in succession, just as they’re given here, although I found myself adding to the earlier ones as I moved into the later ones. [...]

[...] And I’m sure that as the reader works his or her way through the essays, it will become quite apparent that I wrote them just as much for Jane and me as I did for others—all in our ceaseless attempts to better understand, to grasp a bit more firmly, those mental and physical adventures that we’re trying to delve into “this time around.”

“In many ways, we’re a lonely species. [...] There may be other psychic fires lighting up that inner landscape with a far greater light than ours; other aspects of consciousness to which we’re connected as surely as we’re connected also to the animals in a chain of being we barely comprehend.

[...] We do think most people will find it more convenient to have “Unknown” Reality presented, with indexes, in two shorter works, whether or not they’re of equal length. [...]

[...] We’re very grateful for all of those communications (including the letters we haven’t answered yet), but I don’t recall this fantastic time element being mentioned in even one of them.

I think Seth’s concept of simultaneous time will always elude us to some extent as long as we’re physical creatures, yet it gives clues to invisible mechanisms — we can better understand that Jane speaks her version of what Seth is. [...]

(“Many instances could be thought of—re Van Elver; the mathematician in Edinburgh; re my telepathic experience in Wyoming last year; the auto accident data involving Bill Macdonnel in California, etc. [...]

(“You’re right. [...]

[...] They’re very good.

(I also think it quite evident that Seth began to go into those attributes we’re born with in light of my comments about current psychological dogma that the infant is born without any impetuses …