“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

On any given day a youngster may take a ride on a merry-go-round. The same little boy or girl might also sit astride a toy horse, and pretend that the horse is part of the merry-go-round. The same child might see the image of a merry-go-round on the television screen, or be told about another youngster’s visit to a playground, and a subsequent ride on a merry-go-round.

The child will be completely absorbed in the merry-go-round ride that was directly experienced. He or she may indeed be just as engrossed — or even more so — in the imaginary ride on the rocking horse. There will be some involvement, of course, as the child watches the images of the merry-go-round horses on the television station, while the story about another child’s visit to the playground will not take nearly as much of his interest.

[...] Riding academy... Saw riding accident by an academy when you were about 14...You were held up, crippled in some way, for a couple of years... [...]

[...] don’t know whether or not it was a riding academy... [...]

Fourteenth-Century France—riding academy—saw riding accident by an academy when you were about 14—you were held up, crippled in some way, for a couple of years—you had a brother and the brother was with you at the time of the accident. [...]

I saw a brick structure—don’t know whether or not it was a riding academy—had a very wide entrance—related to the accident mentioned before. [...]

[...] Your being rides upon that unstated reality, as a letter of the alphabet rides upon the inner organizations that are implied by its existence. [...]

[...] All of the earth’s languages, however, are united because of characteristic pauses and hesitations upon which the different sounds ride.

([Joel:] “Coming in, closing in, riding up to...”

([Jane:] “I suggest for now we will let it ride although I don’t think we have really gone all the way out of it. [...]

([Bill, an entity channeled by Joel H.:] “Part of letting it ride was what caused the difficulty in the first place and the yelling was a release of emotion and we have met before. [...]

[...] He will indeed, as he mentioned last night, take you on a piggyback ride. [...] Shortly Ruburt will be able to use the volume also in other ways, but now you can use it and piggyback ride upon it and see where it will take you. [...]

[...] Seth described an older woman, about 35, with whom Eve rides, as possibly being involved in the accident as driver, and named certain days the accident was more likely to take place on. Today Tam Mossman confirmed that Eve does ride to work at Prentice-Hall with a woman fitting Seth’s description, including the age given; he said eve would ride with him on the specified days in order to alter the probabilities.

[...] You ride upon their existences, though you are primarily you and no other.

[...] The existence of one, again, implies the existence of all, and so any one given psyche comes into prominence also because of the existence of the others upon which its reality rides. [...]

[...] In those terms life is a spoken element, while death is the unspoken but still-present element “beneath,” upon which life rides. [...]

(One possible ride Jane might have taken with another was obviated when she decided not to lecture to Dr. Freudenberger’s class at NYU in White Plains, NY. Jane was offered a ride there by an ESP class member, and this would have been on a Wednesday. [...]

[...] I stressed that she shouldn’t get in any car besides our own, or make appointments or take spontaneous rides with anyone for any reason. [...]

[...] When Ruburt could not reach O’Neill’s, and pleased by his reactions during the day, you acted on impulse—a good sign, and suggested you both go for a ride. [...]

[...] He tried to concentrate upon the ride.

[...] During your ride, he noticed that his vision then was a good deal better.

[...] Also Cove Hoover, riding with Bill as they followed Kendall. [...]

Each beta wave rides atop the other patterns. In normal sleep, the “conscious” wave rides beneath the others, with the face of consciousness turned inward, so to speak. [...]

[...] These ideas usually ride along with feelings that power is desirable but dangerous. [...]

[...] Otherwise the hub alone would get you nowhere, and your “moment” would not even give you a bumpy ride.

[...] Your conscious order, therefore, rides upon this greater circular kind of knowledge.

(“In the same way, a ‘picture’ of the species represents only one version of the species, ‘snapped’ in a particular time sequence, valid because of the invisible realities not focused upon, but upon which reality rides.”

[...] You can change your own experience in the probability you know — which itself rides upon infinite other probabilities. [...]

[...] On the other hand, usually such episodes are highly reassuring, for along with them rides the inner assurance that life has been lived before, many times.

[...] This is my own system; the acetate, riding above the penciled outlines, leaves me free to search for various spontaneous effects that are quite inhibited if I try to follow those preliminary images too literally. [...]

[...] On numerous occasions it physically breaks apart, but your consciousness rides beyond those “deaths.” [...]

Again, your own consciousness triumphantly rides above those deaths that you do not recognize as such. [...]

[...] This is separate and the woman here…a strong school connection again…3 o’clock or late afternoon…number 414…now this could be the hour 4:14 or month…I do not know…Green room…202 or 213..whether this is a month or year or house number I don’t know…a grip…a strong grip…in the afternoon…in a room…a woman, gray hair, buck teeth…yellow teeth…She yells out and calls and a young boy comes in blue clothes & bicycle…I think he rides….It’s 1943 or 1947…Room is green…yellow…Room is green…no, cream…yellow…it’s afternoon…..

[...] Now you can grab a hold of the original inspiration for a painting, and ride it outward, or you can look at your own completed painting and ride it inward to its source. [...]

Ruburt saw how being away from his desk and the house worked creatively to his advantage, as per the ride to your mother’s (in Centerville), and the earlier walk around the block. [...]

The “schedule” was meant to insure some physical activity each day; those days particularly when he does not go out with you shopping or for a ride, then the walk is paramount. [...]