“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The so-called stream of consciousness is simply that — one small stream of thoughts, images, and impressions — that is part of a much deeper river of consciousness that represents your own far greater existence and experience. You spend all your time examining this one small stream, so that you become hypnotized by its flow, and entranced by its motion. Simultaneously these other streams of perception and consciousness go by without your notice, yet they are very much a part of you, and they represent quite valid aspects, events, actions, emotions with which you are also involved in other layers of reality.

“You” are not divorced from these other streams of consciousness in any basic way; only your focus of attention closes you off from them, and from the events in which they are involved. If you think of your stream of consciousness as transparent, however, then you can learn to look through and beneath it to others that lie in other beds of reality. You can also learn to rise above your present stream of consciousness and perceive others that run, for analogy’s sake, parallel. The point is that you are only limited to the self you know if you think that you are, and if you do not realize that that self is far from your entire identity.

(9:35.) You are as actively and vividly concerned in these realities as you are in the one in which your main attention is now focused. Now, as you are merely concerned with your physical body and physical self as a rule, you give your attention to the stream of consciousness that seems to deal with it. These other streams of consciousness, however, are connected with other self-forms that you do not perceive. The body, in other words, is simply one manifestation of what you are in one reality, but in these other realities you have other forms.

Any creative work involves you in a cooperative process in which you learn to dip into these other streams of consciousness, and come up with a perception that has far more dimensions than one arising from the one narrow, usual stream of consciousness that you know. Great creativity is then multidimensional for this reason. Its origin is not from one reality, but from many, and it is tinged with the multiplicity of that origin.

[...] The information is carried along in the emotional stream. If there are small side-streams now and then, they always return to the larger one. If a few bits of debris go sailing merrily down the stream (humorously), the answer is not to cut off the stream but to recognize the difference between what the stream carries.

Your personalities, in a symbol now, form the two sides, the two banks, of the stream through which the material flows. [...] The interworkings of your personalities form the various currents within the stream. The material is that which flows through the stream. [...]

[...] They will fall into place—a bend in the stream (smile) and disconnected patterns will meet again. The stream has its own reality then, and the ego sees only the surface.

(Humorous.) The stream flows down from high inaccessible mountains, but it will all pass by if you are patient.

[...] Your usual stream of consciousness is also highly associative, however. [...]

[...] Nothing in the stream of life is wasted, and everything, whether in your system of reality or not, is in the stream of life. [...]

[...] In this life, you come together and part, come together and part again, forming a counterpart relationship when it suits your purposes, as streams of consciousness might mix and merge, and then separate.

I am not telling you to gush out a steady stream of positive suggestions, whether or not they bear any relation to the situation at hand.

[...] 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. [...]

[...] It was hilly and rocky behind the village but there was a stream up there, and they went up there with horses and buckets. [...] They had a stream that came down from a high place. [...]

(12:19.) A man might merge his own consciousness with a running stream, traveling in such a way for miles to explore the layout of the land. [...]

It is surely a sad sight to think of this poor monk, trying to find his monastery, and prayer only betraying him indeed as he falls into the stream. [...]

[...] Beyond this were high overgrown fields, she said, with a river or stream beyond that. [...]

[...] There was a constant stream of people passing our table in the coffee shop, but no one paid us any attention.

[...] It is quite successful, and depicts an elderly, rotund, bald man standing by a window through which strong light streams. [...]

[...] You could call hell a separation from the main stream of consciousness called God, but this is impossible actually...

[...] She added that her experience in “getting it” was related not only to her ability to sense that sometimes more than one stream of material was available from Seth, but to the way that she herself had tuned into the information on neurological speeds late last month. [...]

[...] Like fish, they can swim to other streams. [...]

[...] The tears were streaming down Jane’s face as she came out of the session, and their flow increased as she cried more and more. [...]

[...] You are in the stream of life because you are alive. [...]

[...] I have told you this before in my analogy of the stream and the streambed.

[...] If you get into the habit, however, of tuning into your own stream of consciousness you will find the person that sometimes will seem quite a stranger to you. [...]

As you for example attempt to blend colors to give an effect, they telepathically send out a continual stream of ever-changing colors. [...]

[...] As the cells respond at certain levels to ever-changing streams of probabilities, so do your thoughts. [...]