“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Imagine vividly what you will do tomorrow, and in detail plan a probable day that will rise naturally from your present experience, behavior, and purposes. [...]

Now I look up at the bottom of something that is rising, I think like a small plane or boat, maybe.

[...] Several times while snorkeling he was close to coral cliffs or outcroppings rising above him. [...]

[...] (Very long pause.) The forest is the world of your imagination, surely, the imagination of your minds, and yet given force and power by the innate creativity that rises up from an inner world that represents much more truly the origins of man and beast. [...]

[...] It’s a smooth transition in which perception is slowed down topwise, but deepened so that usually unperceived stimuli seem to rise from an underside of consciousness and bodily sensation. [...]

[...] Once again he emphasized the great rise of the cranium of the image.

[...] The mass world rises up before your eyes, but your eyes are part of that mass world. [...] There are currents of thought as there are currents of air, and the mental patterns of man’s feelings and thoughts rise up like flames from a fire, or steam from hot water, to fall like ashes or like rain.

[...] Let me reinforce my faith in your innate ability to find joyful acquiescence, and to rise above any problems that you have. [...]

Then I was in an elevator car inside the building, and rising toward the house on the roof. [...]

[...] These haven’t been like the typical experience, wherein she’d feel her psyche rising out of a physical organism that was securely anchored by gravity to her chair to the floor, for example. [...]

The self becomes operationally scattered or divided, so that if one portion of it is attacked, the other portions can rise up in defense. [...]

[...] They can affect—and do affect—the rise and fall of civilizations. [...]

[...] It became very loud and strong, rising and falling. [...]

[...] It seemed that that self had been at last goaded into rising to its own defense; for five days she wrote in periods of excited strain as it gave forth its contentions and defenses through 36 handwritten pages. [...]

“I can’t remember the events connected with the nightmare that gave rise to the feelings, but at the same time I was being assaulted or attacked by … a psychological force who wanted me to understand the danger of such a course. [...]

[...] She painted a tree rising out of the earth with brilliantly colored apples, for example. [...]