“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Want to make a note also about feelings on awakening from nap—tho I don’t recall them too clearly. The idea was that my belief in an extraordinary or supernatural force, working through nature, sustained me as a child. When I saw through the conventions and dogmas of the church, I threw the whole idea overboard. In a way later, I “put my faith” in Rob as being older, wiser, and so forth, and idealized him. Then, discovering that he was, after all, fallible, I felt betrayed; and worse I felt for some periods that he rejected me. This was years ago. But I no longer felt as I did as a child, that the universe was well-intended or cared for me particularly; and looking about the world saw personal threats. I kept searching through my work...disliking organized religions with their distortions and suspecting the “supernatural” that went along with it. During this entire period, I developed a way of retreating from the world — habits of thought and action. People who profess belief in God often are so... mean-minded, fanatical... that I threw the belief out the window. All I can say is— what would they be like if they didn’t... “believe in God?” I considered prayer embarrassing, demeaning... I think Rob considers it embarrassing—but I don’t KNOW that he does.

[...] Threw it away as insulting.

[...] 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.)

The tax episode threw Ruburt into a quandary—not only because of the situation, but because you, he felt, felt so threatened that there was no joy in his royalty check. [...]

[...] I threw myself down in the grass and lay there and relaxed, lying on my back.... [...]

[...] Then they scooped out some stuff like they did before, this time from where the top vertebrae meet the skull, and they threw all this stuff away. [...]

You threw out conventional religious ideas first, and then conventional scientific ideas, so while these may be a part of your society, they are not a part of your personalized world views. [...]

(Jane threw up mucous at least three times during the night. [...]

[...] 4:27 p.m. Jane ate very little for supper — then she threw it all up, so ended up without food since noon. [...]

In the face of this he threw even greater determination into his work and his “success” (in quotes), to make up for what he felt as other deficiencies. [...]

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[...] He determined to discipline himself much more carefully from then on, but from this point he threw himself wholeheartedly, for two lives, into lives of great restraint and overcontrol.

This realization then threw him into panic, reinforcing the symptoms. [...]

[...] You were kicked by the mob, because after you threw in your baby boy, nobody gave a damn. [...]

[...] He threw open the windows, something usually denied him. [...]

Such imaginings can be quite helpful, for you must also take Ruburt’s future condition in mind at the same time—a sneaky remark that I threw in, for you do understand what I mean.

[...] The new framework threw aside such superstitious nonsense. [...] He threw some of the baby out with the bathwater.

[...] He threw himself headlong into the Catholic reality, pursued it with great stubborn diligence, used it as a framework of conventionality in which he could allow his mystic nature to grow.

[...] It is as if you threw a ball, and could only follow the ball three inches away in space—then the ball would seem to vanish to you. [...]

(Again the gesture; this time Jane threw her arms wide.)

[...] You both came close to this recognition during your vacation when you discussed a black ball or atmosphere that you threw back and forth, a pall.

(As Jane threw her glasses on the floor, going into her third trance of the evening, Theodore said, “I’m going to catch that some day.”)

[...] [Because of that, and for other personal reasons], he could find no release for the intense energy he felt, so he got rid of it, protected himself, and threw out his threatening biological posture: the viruses.

[...] The ape could not have appeared however until after the blond man forcibly threw out that negative image. [...]