“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] As I turned on a couple of additional lights in the living room, to see to write by, our friends in the fireplace began to sound off —adding a new sort of whistling or crying sound—and Jane made what may be a good point: light may leak past the closed damper enough that the raccoons respond to that stimulus. [...]

In a way events are like the spoken components of language, yet voiced in a living form — and not for example only sounded. [...]

(11:22.) While you can only speak one sentence at a time, and in but one language, and while that sentence must be sounded one vowel or syllable at a time, still it is the result of a kind of circular knowledge or experience in which the sentence’s beginning and end is known simultaneously. [...]

[...] You felt sound. But, because you did not hear sound with your ears, you panicked and formed the image of mouths that could not speak. [...]

[...] You should, in the future, be able to achieve the counterparts of sight, sound, smell and touch, embellished by inner counterparts of width and existence, using the inner senses. [...]

[...] Seth called it ‘feeling sound’ in a recent session.

[...] I hoped the feeling would somehow turn into sound or images, but it didn’t. At least I felt that I hadn’t slammed any ‘interior door’ shut.

[...] You might instead perceive the equivalent of jumbled sound or meaningless static (as Jane has done), or jigsaw images (as I have done). You might simply realize that some kind of activity was there, but without being able to pinpoint it.

[...] These do not come through with sound alone, but with all the living paraphernalia of the world. [...]

[...] To make matters more complicated, again, these programs do not involve only sound. [...]

[...] For a moment the power frightened him, for it sounded like a radio turned up to an incredible degree — louder than thunder. [...]

It made a crinkling sound

(Immediately the mouth vanished, I was swept from head to toe by my familiar thrilling, the feeling of sound. [...]

(In this experiment sound, light and sensation were involved. [...]

A hat was nearly lost… Tea time in a place that sounds like Abercrombie. [...]

[...] Simply allow yourself to go along with the sounds and not fight them. [...]

[...] The television picture was on but the sound was off. [...]

[...] Her Seth voice was deeper than her usual voice to some extent, but it wasn’t loud, and I was sure no one would notice anything unusual sound-wise from the hall outside the closed door of room 330. [...]

[...] Ruburt will be involved in a different kind of inner listening, and so will you, although yours will be concerned with translating inner sound into image.

(“When Jane came out of trance it was, again, an almost audible experience for me — a feeling of slowing down from a high airy whine to our normal ‘sound’ or speed. [...] It was as though part of this acceleration was connected with a dimension where sound was more than a hearing thing. [...]

[...] “A sound goes along with those speeds that I can’t describe,” Sue said. “It’s like being in a dimension where music is the reality — where sound is more than just hearing things. [...]

[...] The physical brains alone, the unused portions, have it within their ability, for example, to hear color, to smell sound; in other words, these portions contain among other things functions, unused mainly, that would allow you to perceive physical reality in various other fashions. [...]

A capital G. I am reaching for a word that sounds like grow, or Gomez. [...]

(“I am reaching for a word that sounds like grow, or Gomez.” [...]

[...] In the downstairs playroom at the JCC, Jane and Nancy play a record player for their young charges, which is similar to the Musak recorded sound system. [...]

[...] Suddenly I became aware of a mental image, with sound that I couldn’t hear; like a silent movie. [...]

[...] It hadn’t sounded like him—only her, speaking somewhat haltingly and not too clearly as she lay flat on her back in the hospital mud bed, with her broken right arm held snugly against her ribs and chest by the blue and white canvas sling. [...]

[...] “She sounds like a dirge,” I said, yet when I’d been in the john and could hear her better. [...]

(Now Christina was sounding off in jumbled English and Russian, singing bits and pieces of Merry Christmas, Happy Birthday, Georgia, and so forth. [...]

[...] (Mouths words first.) There is a town or island or bay, some area in the vicinity that sounds like Balinda. [...]

[...] Jane didn’t sound like Seth at all a good part of the time, and she realized this to some degree. [...]

[...] Energy is received and discharged wholeheartedly, exuberantly and spontaneously through sound. [...]

The sounds themselves are also therapeutic in this particular regard, the different pitches like a tuning fork having certain effects on the physical system. [...]

[...] Now, the words sound simple. [...]

Now the truck (the sound of one can be heard outside on the street) pauses at the corner. [...]

Now, imagine this: Within you, there are sounds, colors, sights that stretch backward into infinity. [...]

[...] He hears while within the womb, sounds from the, physical environment, but also sounds within the available range of reality that are not accepted as such. When the infant is born he still hears these sounds and voices, but again they do not meet his physical needs nor bring him milk when he cries, and gradually he discards them, focusing upon that data which best serves his physical purposes.

Now this time, if it is not asking too much, listen to the sounds that you will hear without questioning, accept them as you do the paintings and the walls and the lights and the other people in the room as things that are and perceive them in your own way, but let them come to you as the lights come to you. [...]

[...] Now, I tell you, and I have told you many times, and regardless of how intellectually confusing it may sound to you in greater terms, there simply is no evil. [...]

[...] Listen with the part of you that does not know sight or sound. [...]