“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Time perception is your own, including the instruments that test the age of the rock. [...]

([Florence: ]“I don’t understand how rocks are formed.”)

[...] When she rocked back and forth as Seth, Carl said, the floor beneath the rocker creaked. But the floor did not creak when Jane rocked as herself after 10:45 PM. [...] He sat in the chair now, without shifting its position; when he rocked back and forth the floor creaked.

[...] In connection with Seth’s material here, however: In the United States alone there have been many discoveries of human (and/or humanlike) tracks, both large and small, in very ancient rock formations. [...] In Texas, very clear giant-sized human tracks, dating from the Cretaceous Period of 140 million years ago, have been found intermixed in rock with those of several kinds of great dinosaurs — a discovery completely at odds with current scientific ideas that man is at most but a few million years old. [...]

[...] The physical properties of matter are not continuous, in that a particular given tree or rock is not at all the same tree or rock, physically, today that it was yesterday. [...]

[...] I will also prove it even in so far as the so-called aging of rock formations and other archeological events are concerned. [...]

[...] You cannot hold a psychological experience in your hand as you can a rock, though its weight may be indeed heavier than a rock. [...] Though its color, to continue our analogy, may be as gray, you cannot see a psychological experience as you can see a gray rock.

A psychological experience may take up no space as a rock takes up space, but when a psychological experience happens it may fill you up. [...]

[...] We were in a stream above a high and rapid waterfall, with the surface of the water about us broken by rocks. [...]

[...] At the same time I somehow knew there was a large underground rock ahead in the stream. [...]

(I later thought of the pillarlike rock as a phallic symbol; and of the warm water and the fetuslike position of my brother as reincarnational information.

[...] He or she may indeed be just as engrossed — or even more so — in the imaginary ride on the rocking horse. [...]

(“That is connected with rocks.” [...] These stones, or rocks are not cemented down, merely loosely fit in place, and are always being kicked astray. [...]

[...] The impression now of looking down, from a high position… That is connected with rocks. [...]

(This rock data and related data is a case where Jane decided to pursue her original impression of being up high. [...]

[...] Now rock music began to blare out from one of the apartments below us. [...]

[...] We like rock and often dance to it; it’s alive and vital. [...]

(Jane introduced Jim as a “rock drummer.” [...]

[...] I will have to learn to be a Reverend Rock Drummer—and, I will keep the beat with you.

[...] Jane introduced Jack as a “rock drummer. [...]

[...] I will have to learn to be a reverend rock drummer—and I will keep the beat with you. [...]

[...] And in a matter of speaking, again, man becomes the earth thinking, and thinking his own thoughts, man in his way specializes in the conscious work of the world—a work that is dependent upon the indispensable “unconscious” work of the rest of nature, a nature that sustains him (all very intently). And when he thinks, man thinks for the microbes, for the atoms and the molecules, for the smallest particles within his being, for the insects and for the rocks, for the creatures of the sky and the air and the oceans.

[...] You will find that a very small pond arrangement, of the artificial purchased sort, a basin arrangement where water drips through rocks, behind the glass windows in the rear, here with a very simple grouping of rocks and flowers, would serve you to great benefit: as a place of inner contemplation, in which the inner senses would greatly expand their reach.

[...] There is rock beneath. [...]

[...] Almost all animals, plants, birds, insects, rocks and trees perceive according to intensities. [...]

[...] This applies to both birds and rocks, though there is a large scale of difference between the extremes.

[...] Eyes closed, she sat rocking back and forth with one foot on the edge of the coffee table between us.)

[...] A small shack by the water, with some red on it, by some rocks, where the Jesuit (Bill) goes underwater (snorkeling). [...]

[...] Your friend Larry (Herschaft) was quite perceptive, and your Dialogue sketches and the rock (face) show on your part a growth qualitatively of artistic understanding, and technique used to the service of inner realities.

[...] Jane sat quite still in her rocking chair. [...]

[...] There is a strange, indeed rock-bottom refusal here, on his part to hurt anyone deeply, for whatever reason. [...]

Ruburt’s arms, now—he wanted to rock himself in comfort. [...]

It was not safe to play around with Ruburt in such a manner ever, because when you weren’t looking he would be just as liable to hit you over the head with a rock for something you had said ten years ago, and completely forgotten. Not really a rock, but you know what I mean. [...]