“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I think at the moment that I’ll continue to rise early to get three hours in on Mass Events in the mornings, paint and run errands in the afternoons, and have evenings for either sessions or more work on Mass Events. [...]

[...] Rising to challenges is a basis for existence in every aspect of existence. [...]

[...] The large calligraphic G on the back of the object is executed in a fluid manner, and this may have given rise to this impression. [...]

[...] This would give perhaps three quarters on the object definite enough, and possibly this gave rise to Seth’s statement about rough division into four areas. [...]

[...] These rise up, you see however, in direct proportion to the degree of his independent accomplishments, so that he then fears the accumulated results, social results, of what he has done. [...]

[...] Our routine had been changed by my taking a part-time job which necessitated our rising at an earlier hour. [...]

[...] The plant stands perhaps three feet tall; this may have given rise to Seth’s tall data here. [...]

[...] For if they endure for this time they will almost certainly give rise to physical symptoms. [...]

[...] Slayers and victims will change roles as reincarnational memories rise to the surface of consciousness. [...]

[...] The temperature does rise. [...]

(Jane today revived what is evidently an excellent suggestion—to the effect that “Whatever I need to know will rise to my consciousness.” [...]

[...] The candle flame, now, attained its highest point of the evening; it was well over an estimated two inches in height, rising up to such a height that a thin trail of black smoke escaped from it. [...]

[...] [I was actually partially dressed, and beneath spread which was doubled.] I had the feeling my body might rise without it, since it felt dissolved below the chest. [...]

[...] Oh, how the ego rises up in arms.

[...] Rising to challenges is a basis for existence in every aspect of existence. [...]

[...] When he heard the voices, rather than becoming confident, he began to rise up to more shallow layers, and the ego ruled the dream sequence that followed.

[...] Yet that identity is composed of other identities, each independent, as the mountain is composed of its rocks and could not exist without them, even while it rises up so grandly above the plain. [...]

[...] This sound, rising and falling in such mournful cadences, was unintelligible to me.

These night-time projections rise
Like insubstantial lines of chalk,
Yet travelers follow them,
Suspended dark to dark.

And as your dreams originate with you, rise from you, attain a seeming independence and have their ending with you, so do an entity’s personalities arise from him, attain various degrees of independence, and return to him while never leaving him for an instant.