“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

I am alive in Seth Two’s memory, as a self from which he sprang. Yet the self I am now is not the self from which he sprang. Only your rigid ideas of time and consciousness make these statements seem strange to you; for in a larger context, again, I can remember Seth Two. All of these connections therefore are open. All psychological events affect all others.

(My questions to Seth about life and death sprang out of my hassles this morning about insurance, oddly enough. [...]

(As Seth says, a remarkable and instant liking sprang up between F. Fell, Jane and me when we first met in his office. [...]

[...] The concentration can allow greater bleed-through and adverse identification, because that part will be one background that you have in common with any probable selves who sprang from that particular source.

[...] This is the core of your identity, the psychic seed from which you sprang, the multidimensional personality of which you are part.

I have said, for example, that the universe expands as an idea does, and so the visible universe sprang into being in the same manner. [...]

[...] At the same time, poetry was and is creative play, and it sprang from the depths of his being. [...]

(Jane said very little when I sprang the idea of a new book on her during the supper hour. [...]

[...] Hence the appalling “monster woman” image that sprang to his mind.

[...] It knows it was born out of the death of its predecessor, and for all its feelings of transcendent joy, natural enough at its birth, it fears that annihilation from which it sprang.

[...] While I attempted to sleep, one idea from among many sprang out at me, literally shocking me: ‘We are IN God. [...]

[...] They looked around them and knew that the world sprang from their interior reality. [...]

The consciousness had its origin in the subconscious, from which it sprang. [...]

[...] To that degree they were added onto the original ideas, but still at an early age; so it was from the child’s concept of a powerful being that Augustus Two sprang.

[...] It sprang to your mind because of the connection of a desk with a letter. [...]

(Voice still gentle and lilting.) I look back on you as the selves from which I sprang, and yet I am more than the sum of what you will be when you are finished with the other dimensions and times that I have known. [...]

[...] Sumari, and even Oversoul Seven, sprang into being as a result of the emotional rapport that existed between you just prior. [...]

(A spirited conversation sprang up now between the four of us. [...]

[...] The thought belongs to the individual from whose mind it sprang, and yet he does not really possess it. [...]

[...] I sprang to a sitting position, instantly alert.