“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Existence as you know it is vulnerable, but if you are vulnerable to sorrow and doubt you are also vulnerable to exaltation and joy, so do not attempt to close off from your feelings or be ashamed of them or deny them. [...]

[...] Besides this, of course, my own moods, speculations, joys and sorrows have spun their earthly web through my mind on such days. [...]

[...] They are drawn to cinema or television dramas that involve tragedies, sorrows, great dramatic struggles. [...]

If you pursue such sorrowful thoughts persistently you are reactivating that body condition. [...]

Some of you have written in joy, some in sorrow. [...]

You take negative, sorrowful, or even disastrous events more or less for granted, and pride yourself on your creativity in spite of such odds.

(And through all of this, surprisingly I felt nothing for Father, no sorrow, no anger, no happiness—just that he had chosen his course long ago and would see it through in spite of anything others could do.

[...] In spite of my sorrow, I presented a cheerful face to the world; I talked and joked, and did everything I was supposed to do. [...]

[...] In the midst of my sorrowing for my wife, how did I — and how do I — know which of the communications are really from her? [...]

[...] to please you I will make a bargain with you: I will not mention your problem if you do not want me to—(There followed another humorous exchange between Seth and Bill.) Some Jesuits are sorrowful jokers, and laugh while the tears roll down their cheeks. [...]

[...] We’ve learned to our sorrow and rage that both entities have cut their versions of Seth Speaks, without our permission or knowledge, and have struggled to exert what force we could in order to rectify the situation. [...]

[...] Christianity, however, officially asks children of sorrow to be joyful and sinners to find a childlike purity; it asks them to love a God who one day will destroy the world, and who will condemn them to hell if they do not adore him.

[...] No God created the crime of murder, and no God created sorrow or pain. [...]

Your scientists with their instruments have succeeded in inducing the emotions of fear, sorrow, and so forth in some operations, but the experience itself remains subjective and psychological. [...]

[...] If the sorrows and agonies within your system were not felt as real, the lessons would not be learned. [...]

[...] You’ll feel safe or panic-stricken, happy or sorrowful, secure or insecure, according to your private view of reality.

[...] Here is the rest of the story involving the second cat: After I left for work and Jane had taken the cat into the house, she discovered to her sorrow that the cat had somehow gotten its lower jaw caught in a new collar we had put on it the day before, and that evidently the cat’s lower jaw had been forced open in this strained position for some hours. [...]

[...] Actually I think that these abilities flow through us as the wind flows through the branches.) Ann wrote me a letter shortly after, telling me that she and Jim no longer felt the tremendous sorrow that had burdened them earlier.

Some of you have written in joy, some in sorrow. [...]

Just as though it had been waiting for the right moment last night, a screech owl began to sound its sorrowful descending cry in the black woods on the hill behind our house. [...]

One can, of course, turn the whole thing around in various ways: The freshly dead person, still carrying his or her nonmaterial emotions, can feel a grief equal to that of the one left behind; their mutual sorrow can form a bond stronger, perhaps at least temporarily, than those created by either one in other lives with other people. [...]