“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Then he became aware that those particular thoughts were intrusive, completely out of context with his immediately previous ones, for only a moment or so earlier he had been congratulating himself precisely because he had made no plans for the day or evening at all that would involve guests or other such activities. [...]

It would be simple enough, of course, to ascribe Ruburt’s thoughts and feelings to mere coincidence. [...]

[...] Now the visit and Ruburt’s earlier feelings and thoughts were part of the same event, except that his subjective experience gave him clues as to the inner processes by which all events take place. [...]

[...] Ruburt’s thoughts almost (underlined) blended in enough to go relatively unnoticed. [...]

[...] In that last session I meant to add the thought that we may have to dispense with answering much of the mail. [...] She’s been very rigorous in answering the mail for a number of years, and my thought at the moment at least is that it—the mail—might be more of a time bomb than we realized in that respect.

[...] “I feel responsible to get more on responsibility, I guess, where this afternoon I thought I’d like him to finish that chapter in his book and get started on another one. [...]

(9:20.) In the world of official thought, work does indeed seem to imply responsibility. [...]

If creativity itself was sometimes considered irresponsible, or “feminine,” or adolescent, then psychic activity, he discovered, seemed to be held in an even murkier light, in which the abilities themselves were sometimes thought of not as creative enhancements but as symptoms of feminine weakness and irresponsibility. [...]

[...] Only now and then do you get on top of those thoughts and imaginings. [...]

[...] You would have them done, or do them, but your creative energy and your thoughts would be involved with your creativity, and the chores at times would give you a necessary enjoyed change. [...]

[...] You do not get on top of your own negative thought patterns, therefore, though you can see Ruburt’s to some extent.

[...] It is simply to believe fully in these ideas, and put them to work precisely in those areas of your lives where you are dissatisfied—to apply them to your own thought patterns, and Ruburt to his.

He was so direct emotionally that he idealized what he thought of as your relative detachment. [...] He felt that you thought he wanted more than you could give—or wanted to give, practically speaking.

[...] In self-protection he tried to become the same way, to inhibit his sexuality because of what he thought of as your temperamental differences, and also because of the work schedule interruptions.

[...] Among other things, Jane wrote later: “I thought Rob was saying—when you’re completely recovered, etc we’ll take trips. [...]

[...] And: “I didn’t think R thought sugg. [...]

[...] Thoughts and emotions are constructed, again, into reality without the physical time lapse. So if you believe you will be met by a demon, you will create your own thought-form of one, not realizing that it is of your own creation.

[...] It is, of course, possible under such conditions to meet a thought-form belonging to someone else, but if you do not believe in demons to begin with, you will always recognize the nature of the phenomena and be unharmed.

If it is your own thought-form, then, in fact, you may learn from it by asking yourself what it represents, what problem that you have so materialized. [...]

[...] Do you have any thoughts on this?”)

[...] There are also other possibilities here that you have not thought of.

[...] On such occasions your attention is focused elsewhere, in what you might call mini-dreams or hallucinations, or associative and intuitive processes of thought that go quite beyond normal focus.

[...] I told her I thought the material was very rich and evocative. [...]

[...] Alternate focus allows you to perceive the many manifestations of any given act, the true multidimensional reality of a given thought. [...]

He thought of himself as overly impulsive. [...]

[...] At the same time, both of you to some extent feared what you thought of as the power of sex. [...]

[...] This involves black-and-white thinking again, however, for you thought of “perfect performance” in sports—high excellence. [...]

[...] Because you have not seen yourselves clearly, you cannot see or judge the difference in your quality of thought from your early adult years, for example, or perceive what you have learned. [...]

[...] You thought there was going to be a second honeymoon. You also thought that you would enjoy having your husband around all of the time. [...] You thought that you would welcome his cooperation and aid, and because, now, of other conflicts with him, in the east, in this life, instead, you resented his help. [...]

[...] Now you think those thoughts come to you because it is so difficult for you to hear. Instead, those thoughts were yours long before the disability showed itself. You thought that way first, before the condition, And whenever unpleasantness arose, you would make a series of decisions to shut out the sound until these decisions, one upon the other, finally “conditioned” you; you conditioned yourself not to hear. [...]

[...] I thought that he would be home and we could...uh... [...]

[...] All thru my life I’ve thought “nice, civilized people” didn’t raise their voices, get angry enough so that it showed, or display any kind of outbursts. [...]

(As soon as Seth mentioned Jane’s “deeply mystical nature” in the 679th session, I thought of some personal material he’d given us six months earlier. [...]

[...] It confused and haunted him, since his inarticulateness applied also to thoughts within himself. [...]

That will be my thoughts, grandfather.

(Even so, through her school years Jane didn’t particularly talk about her thoughts, or the abilities she sensed within herself — not with her mother, the priests she came to know well [and who didn’t approve in any case if she carried her religious devotion, her mysticism, “too far”], or even with her grandfather. [...]

Thoughts have shape in terms of intensity mass, though you cannot see their shape; your outer senses do not perceive it. [...]

But thoughts have shapes, as do dreams. [...]

[...] Each and every thought and dream and experience that any human being has had exists as an individual, distinct electrical impulse of particular, unduplicated intensity. [...]

[...] She thought he had more material on the subject ready but did not want to start in on it now. [...]

[...] At once I thought of an appeal through Pete Harpending, of course, and a possible lawsuit. [...]

[...] I thought about the tape deal overnight, and this morning decided that it wasn’t worth going through with, at least at this time. [...]

[...] My news upon returning to 330 didn’t help Jane any, but I thought she was taking it very well, everything considered. [...]

[...] I thought I’d done a pretty good job of keeping my mind off it, myself, I told her. [...]

[...] At once I thought it was excellent material for free association, and that we should pursue it. [...]

(My own pendulum sessions lately have told me that I was feeling my own guilt because I thought I should have helped her more in the past. [...]

[...] You should have respect, then, for the cells of your body, the thoughts of your mind (pause), and try to understand that even the smallest of creatures shares with you the emotional experience of life’s triumphs and vulnerabilities.

[...] To refrain from argument while simultaneously and deliberately forcing thoughts or pictures of peace, represents a positive action. The intensity of the peaceful images or thoughts unfortunately rarely match the intensity of the bitterness, you see. Thoughts of reconciliation or peace actually and practically do their bit to destroy the causes of war. [...]

[...] Bill however remarked that he thought he had detected a change; he thought Jane’s lower jaw line had become more rounded, losing a little of its angularity. [...] Peggy also thought she noticed some change.

[...] Because of her cold and her still impaired voice, she thought she could get through a few lines at best.

(This was her last conscious thought. [...]

[...] I thought her attitude at times somewhat ambiguous. [...]

[...] I was still aware of resistance, however, and so thought I would wait until the intuitive moment arrived to begin. [...]

[...] I thought then that I had been premature to try this idea, and attempted to talk around it and change the subject, so to speak, rather than say that it was a mistake. [...]

[...] I thought she was in a light trance state and Jane later agreed that she was, that she felt very relaxed. [...]

[...] [I had cried in the car as we drove out of Sayre on the way south, but had, I thought, regarded this as natural enough at the time.] Jane told me that it was her fault we had chased around the country, that her spontaneity had done nothing but get us into trouble. [...]

[...] Physically speaking, there are chemical interactions when thought occurs, and memories ride on the chemicals’ smooth flow. [...]

[...] Your feelings with their chemical interactions have, beside their subjective reality to you, electromagnetic properties, as indeed your thoughts have. [...]

[...] There are great correlations between thunderstorms and psychic storms, for example, and between unstable electromagnetic properties of both feeling and thought, the brain’s ability to handle these, and its need to rid itself of excesses. [...]

[...] There are also changes that come about through the impact of your thoughts upon the atmosphere. [...]

(I thought so too. [...] What a concept, I thought, speculating briefly about the untold damage it must have done to millions of people over the centuries. My first thought after the first question’s answer had been that it must be excised from Ruburt’s character, or at least that its beliefs must be changed so much that it becomes unrecognizable compared to what it is now. [...]

[...] I thought such a decision would be simple compared to the ones Jane is trying to cope with.

[...] The truth of course is not intrinsically in the nature of the material itself, but in the very fact that it is almost exclusively translated in terms of Christian thought, however bizarre that interpretation might be. [...]

[...] All this time she was so uncomfortable in her chair that I thought she’d pass up the session, although I’d been hoping she’d get at least a little something on herself; I thought we shouldn’t be losing any chances to do so at this time. [...]

(Jane had remarked the other day that she thought Seth would talk about her reaction to class and the mail—topics discussed in the opening notes for the last session. [...] Yet Jane had said recently that such thoughts had come to her. [...]

[...] What it means in the context of tonight’s discussion is that he feels there is no established framework that he will accept to explain our relationship in, say, the public arena outside of the books, which allow him to make considered statements, and provide room for reasoned thought. [...]

[...] I thought Jane would be able to see the doctor and do her own thing without conflict. [...]

You had indeed thought of Wanda somewhat earlier, quite aware of course of her employer. [...]

[...] She thought of making the bank trip after lunch—that is, after eating—and instead changed her mind so that you met. [...]

[...] He found himself at that age not having as yet produced what he thought he should; because of other reasons given earlier he wanted that creativity to pay financially.

[...] There will be some relationship or venture, first thought of or encountered in 1963, that will find fruition within I believe a three-year period. [...]

(During break Jane told me that she had felt a sideways thrust of energy going out of her; she thought this probably an attempt at projection to Louisiana while in trance. [...]

[...] Now after a bit I thought I had a quick inner picture of a group of men gathered about a church pulpit, somewhat in the distance. [...]

(“I thought I glimpsed some figures in a pulpit, but I’m not sure.”)