“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Jane had written this chant down during an Alpha experiment in class; when she started to read it to us, she suddenly wailed the words as loudly as I have ever heard even Seth’s voice go:

[...] They did not suddenly get together and decide “We will be a group.”

(Long pause.) The multidimensional experience of this group was suddenly and surprisingly present for Ruburt to draw upon last evening. [...]

[...] Rob was in constant pain, and though he didn’t complain, he couldn’t hide the sudden spasms. [...]

“And think of the people we’ve known who suddenly seem entirely different than they used to be, in ways we can’t fathom,” Rob said. [...]

[...] To some extent or another each individual alive alters that climate, so that even if there were no revolutions there would be constant change, sometimes gradual and sometimes sudden.

Ruburt suddenly found himself then exploring very strange grounds indeed—and without the earlier sustaining hope. [...]

[...] At her request I put my finger on a certain spot high up on the back of Jan’s head, where the muscles from the neck join the skull—and suddenly her head began to flop forward then jerk backward at an almost alarming rate, so fast did it move. [...]

There are also occasions when the body consciousness itself rises up in spite of a person’s fears and doubts, and throws aside a condition of illness in a kind of sudden victory. [...]

[...] In the matter of the disease called AIDS, for example, you have groups of homosexuals, many “coming out of the closet” for the first time, taking part in organizations that promote their cause, and suddenly faced by the suspicions and distrust of many other portions of the population.

[...] Not to use the ability in the face of sudden or spontaneous impressions can, under certain conditions, impede your progress. [...]

[...] Finally, when I withdrew my finger, she suddenly cried out and her head dipped quickly to the right. [...]

[...] She also felt an internal “buzzing” which wasn’t physical, and a sudden desire for urination at the end of the session. [...]

[...] I told Jane that I suddenly understood that in the dream I’d experienced paternal feelings — genuine ones — that I’d never known in conscious life, or had access to. [...]

(While we talked, and as I wrote some of these notes for typing when I got home, I suddenly began to understand my dream of last night. [...]

([Bette:] “During break Jane stood here talking to Dee  and as I stood and watched these two, Jane all of a sudden was a very little girl looking up at this man and the man was trying desperately to get Jane to say that she was sorry for something that she had done, and Jane would not say this. [...]

[...] They may appear throughout your lifetime as recurring dreams of a certain nature — dreams of illumination; and even if you do not remember them you will awaken with your purposes strengthened or suddenly clear.

[...] You will already have learned to recognize the spacious present for what it is, and the conscious ego will not be so bewildered and confused by the sudden perception that is involved.

(As I stood learning against the post in the bright sunlight, I suddenly heard my name called out, in a high-pitched, plaintive, feminine voice: “Ro-o-bert...” [...]

[...] Suddenly Jane began to lift her entire left leg again—an inch—then two inches—off the mattress. [...]

“As we talked, Jane suddenly announced that her experience had triggered her memory: She’d had similar sensations of enlargement twice before. [...]

This sort of experience involves a sudden psychic awareness, straight from the entity, that all boundaries are for practical purposes only. [...]

This point is fairly important, for it shows how the personal associations are utilized up to a certain point, and then sometimes quite suddenly dispensed with, for they have served our purposes.

[...] I will use his associations until I am certain that he has the concept of the word water, but precisely where he is about to say the ocean for example, and after having made use of his associations to get him to this point, I must suddenly make him say a glass of water.

[...] Suddenly the tantrums ceased. He held them back in pure terror of the consequences, for suddenly the violent-tempered mother was immobile. [...]

[...] (Del died at 66, very suddenly, of a cerebral hemorrhage.) He was very uneasy about Ruburt, until Ruburt met you, and he then turned Ruburt over to you.

[...] As she started to read this chant to us, she suddenly threw her head back and wailed the words in an extremely loud voice; she then remained in trance for five minutes or so, and began to speak in a liquid, near-whisper: