“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] You are not now what you were ten minutes earlier. You are not the same being physically, psychologically, spiritually or psychically, and ten minutes later you will be different. [...]

Now if you would each, for ten minutes a day, open yourselves to your own reality there would be no question of self-justification for you would realize the miraculous nature of your own identity. [...]

(Seth withdrew, and there was a ten minute break.)

[...] This is the first time we’ve discussed those paintings in … ten years?

Today before I began work, for instance, I scribbled down ten quick phrases under the heading “Predictions: August 24, 1981.” [...]

[...] I had the impulse, for no particular reason, to write about the meeting today instead of writing on this book (The Magical Approach) and spent a good ten minutes thinking about the entire affair. [...]

(1. “Sometimes,” she said to me recently, and with no hint of smugness, “when I talk to a group of people — say on a Friday night, when psychic stuff may or may not be involved — I get the weird feeling that I’m operating on nine or ten different levels at once: The meanings and understandings that are being exchanged, at least between me and the other individuals in the room, are all so different. [...]

[...] Probably my own attitude and mood today, of course — yet the session could have been any one of a similar kind that Jane had given in the last ten years. [...]

[...] Just to the right of this sculpture is another egg-shaped sculpture; this one is of polished silvery metal and is perhaps ten inches across. [...]

[...] As stated, the smaller of the two near-circular sculptures, about ten inches across, is of polished silvery metal, highly reflective. [...]

(This metal sculpture, an estimated ten inches across its widest diameter, actually appears quite a bit smaller than the more round or circular ceramic sculpture at a foot across. [...]

[...] Ten minutes later Jane began the session. [...]

[...] One of these will be a mental exercise, taking no more than ten minutes, and if done properly, only three times a week, will be of great benefit in keeping joints and muscles loose and free. [...]

[...] Using this approach however, for ten days minimum, you drop the work you are doing. [...]

[...] Which, while true, hardly considers her deep emotional and intellectual involvement with the book for the last ten months — or since Seth took up steady dictation on September 11, 1972, following the extensive delay caused by Tropical Storm Agnes.

(Dialogues, a book of poetry, is described in the 639th session in Chapter Ten. Aspect Psychology, Jane’s own theoretical work on psychic matters, is referred to in the 618th session in Chapter Three, among others. [...]

Ten. [...]

(“Ten.” [...]

(“Can you speak for another ten minutes or so?”)

[...] In line with them, if you could convince yourself that you were ten years younger, or ten years older, then it would be faithfully reflected in your personal environment.

(1. Seth deals with cellular memory to some extent in the 638th session in Chapter Ten; also see the 632nd and 637th sessions. Among other material covering altered states of consciousness on Jane’s part, refer to her Introduction, as well as the notes for the 639th session in Chapter Ten, and the 645th session in Chapter Eleven. [...]

[...] She told me of a dream she’d had last night, vivid, involving her walking, putting on new clothes while in the middle of a street, of leaving the hospital and going across a street into a Five and Ten, of putting pretty decorations in her hair. [...]

(She was so much in pain that I ended up giving her at least ten minutes of what I thought were good suggestions. [...]

[...] I counted to ten backward, with appropriate suggestions, but when the count was completed she told me she could see nothing. [...]

[...] After beneficial suggestions as to her state of well-being, I told her that when I had counted to ten, slowly, that she would be out of trance and could open her eyes.

I was walking past the world
one day,
half deciding not to stay,
when I saw you standing there,
ten years ahead of me in time
but so close in space
that I reached out
and touched your arm.

(On the evening of February 2, during the 229th session, Seth said: “You will get no appreciable amount of snow, I believe for ten days or so...” [...] Indeed, we began to receive our first appreciable snow within three hours after the ten days were up. [...] I had been keeping track of it in the meantime, however, and noted that we received a few very light dustings of snow during the ten day interim. [...]

[...] Because I am attached to Ruburt now, his ideas of course color many of mine, so his fear of the passing years developed upon your fear of them ten years ago, projected now into your future, as ten years older than he. [...]

In that dream your worries were initially reflected—worries that your friend Floyd has also encountered on his own about virility and age,⁴ so you saw the two of you in a five-and-ten-cent store, simply representing the world of commerce, where items are sold: Did you still have a value in that world? [...]

“My friend, Floyd Waterman (I’ll call him), and I were in a five-and-ten-cent store in Sayre, my old hometown. [...]

[...] She finished in ten minutes. [...]