“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] You could say that the identity, existing in another dimension entirely, plants the seed into the medium of physical reality from which its own material existence will spring.

[...] At the event of this mental seeding, the conscious mind, in your terms, is obviously not connected with the brain, which has not yet been formed in flesh. [...]

The tree does not feel less, itself, because it brings forth such seeds. So identities throw off seeds of themselves in somewhat the same fashion. [...]

Now: Trees bear seeds. [...]

(Long pause.) Because a tree is physical, physical properties will be involved, and the seeds will mature following certain general principles or characteristics. [...]

(Long pause at 9:37.) Ruburt had considerable difficulty with church doctrine even then, and the rules of the order as actually carried out through practice were later considered to hold their own seeds of heresy. [...]

[...] I smiled, thinking of the mixed results I’m having trying to get various flower seeds to germinate both in and outside of the planter Jane gave me for Christmas. [...]

[...] Indeed, a quite legitimate second puberty is possible, in which the male’s seed is youthfully strong and vital, and the woman’s womb is pliable and able to bear. [...]

^* In these passages Seth refers to phenomena similar to parthenogenesis: the reproduction of an unfertilized ovum, seed, or spore, as in some polyzoas, insects, algae, and so forth. [...]

(Pause at 10:20.) Pretend that the psyche is a plant sending out seeds of itself in many directions, each seed growing into a new plant in different conditions. Growing to planthood, those seeds send out further new variations. A handful of seeds from any tree might fall in the same backyard. [...]

[...] You accept parents and grandparents, and see them as individuals, while you yourself are also you as an individual, and yet sprung from the same biological seeds.

Those seeds form the physical races, which are all variations on a theme, or as Ruburt would say, eccentricities² of an everchanging model. [...]

[...] Yet they did not originate from the womb either, but from the seed and the egg.

It is easy for you to see that seeds bring forth the fruit of the earth, each [of] their own kind. No seed is identical to any other, yet generally speaking there are species that serve to unite them. [...] In this respect your thoughts and feelings “seed” physical reality, bringing forth materializations.

[...] They are the given “natural data,” the raw material of creativity in the realities that you help seed but do not perceive.

Such blank spots can be seeded with new symbols, and are often used as channels through which new creative ideas and inventions are inserted. [...]

[...] The seeds are the physical carriers of future oranges, but the blueprints for that reality are what formed the seeds. [...] Because you think in terms of consecutive time, it seems that there must have been a first egg, or seed.¹ The blueprints for reality exist, however, in dimensions without such a time sequence.

[...] All flower seeds do not fall on fertile ground and bring forth other flowers. The seeds that do not grow go [back] into the ground, forming the basis for other life. [...]

[...] We seeded your universe as you seed other realities.

[...] While what I am once seemed to be contained within those personalities, I was but the seed for them. [...]

For the thought shall seed the world and the world shall seed the universe. [...]

[...] You wonder what gave life to the first egg or seed, or whatever, and think that an answer to that question would answer most others; for life, you say, was simply passed on from that point.

But what gives life to the egg or the seed now, keeps it going, provides that energy? [...]

[...] Feel the kernel of your consciousness rise as one of your seeds, higher beyond the knowledge of seasons, beyond the feeling of your days or moments, beyond the relationships of blood, beyond all those kinships which you take for granted. [...]

[...] “You were a member of a monastic group who classified and collected various kinds of seeds. The group worked on manuscripts officially, but our friend here and several others were bootleg seed finders, believing against currently held theories that questions concerning nature could be answered by examining nature.

“They investigated the ideas, folklore, and officially held knowledge concerning botany and seed reproduction, and began behind the monastery their forbidden garden. [...]

We did know that the editor was interested in botany, however, and Seth tied in this avocation with the past experimental work done with seeds.

Do you think you spring out of the earth without even the heritage of a tree or a seed? [...]

[...] And they have not said, “Whyfore there, am I about to bloom, and how is it I am now a seed and soon will be a flower? [...]

[...] The seed is not the flower, and the flower is not the fruit. The fruit is not the result of changes in the seed. [...]

[...] Not only that, he’d brought his tiller back, and had once again plowed up the back yard, preparatory to sowing the wildflower seeds.)

It is aware of itself as the smallest seed, both those that grow and those that do not grow. [...]

Computers, however grand and complicated, cannot dream, and so for all of their incredible banks of information, they must lack the kind of unspoken knowing knowledge that the smallest plant or seed possesses. [...]