“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] I thought that if I tried reading G. K. Chesterton’s Lepanto, and Gray’s Elegy in a Country Churchyard the way Father Trainor used to, my memory would be refreshed. [...]

[...] Why hadn’t I thought to record it? [...]

He threw this thought back to his personal subconscious, but by association it triggered memory of a previous death by cancer, which was then played back through the dream. [...]

[...] My writing hand felt little fatigue but I asked for the break because I thought Jane might want it. [...]

[...] Concerning her accent, which I have called a brogue, Lorraine and Bill Gallagher said they thought of it as a cultivated, well-educated accent acquired perhaps by one who had spent some time in Ireland, for instance, then moved on to live in another country—England, for instance.

[...] In view of some rather odd sensations it had engendered within me I had thought it might refer to Seth, or myself in a previous life. [...]

(I thought my head was a little better, following Seth’s suggestion; but the difference was slight and I hoped for more improvement. [...] She thought her next book might deal with dreams.

[...] (I had a number of personal experiences and insights that I thought enhanced concepts of the Seth material, for example.) But what to cut, when to stop? [...]

(In between all of this activity, when we were alone for quiet moments, I mentioned a question to Jane that I’d thought of last night; I hoped Seth might go into it, I said. [...]

Now: Dictation: When you allow your emotions their natural spontaneous flow they will never engulf you, and always return you refreshed to “logical” conscious-mind thought.

[...] He thought that body and mind were two different things, that the body must be controlled for the sake of the mind, that his consciousness existed apart—in his head, say—with its own abilities, while his body had its own pursuits as apart from his own. [...]

Your thoughts, feelings, desires and intents, your reincarnational knowledge¹ as well, modify that structure, bring certain latent characteristics into actualization, minimize others, as through the experience of your life you use your free will and constantly make new decisions.

[...] I know that one of my thoughts was that Jane’s simply getting up earlier might help break the cycle of repetitive thinking and action.

[...] Regardless of what you thought consciously therefore, you still inwardly blamed yourself for letting the child go, and therefore the difficulty with the womanly organs.

(I asked the question because I thought Seth’s answer to number forty-six, in the last session, touched upon one of those propositions: “The Law of Infinite Changeability and Transmutation.” [...]

[...] This time, through the creation of beauty in paintings, he more than makes up for past errors; not only because paintings certainly should possess beauty, but because they instill positive creative thoughts in the mind of the beholder.

(“I thought you did.”)

[...] You thought the intruder was your son, since the girl was one of his mistresses. [...]

[...] For a moment I thought she was dozing—but she was merely lying quietly while her “body tried to calm down a bit” from the exercises. [...]

[...] She thought she could have been in the eighth grade. [...]

[...] Jane thought I was right. [...]

[...] Jane was willing to go back into trance, but I thought she’d better pass it up.

This is merely a question of relationships, where any thought of blame is meaningless. [...]

When I speak of bettering material constructions, I speak of more perfect constructions, more faithful replicas of thought into matter, and hence I speak of the breaking up of unfortunate cycles caused by the influence of shoddy physical constructions in environment, that in turn color the inner self’s notion of the material world.

[...] In fact, during this session I experienced many moments when the material Jane delivered directly echoed thoughts of my own.)

[...] Jane has been giving this episode much thought.)

[...] The sketch merely recorded the idea of what I had seen, and noted the composition, for I thought it would make a good painting. [...]