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[...] They are ready to come close once more, and these represent the times of your greatest psychic and creative endeavors, of highest accomplishment regardless of time, when both of your abilities reinforce the other’s.

Your doctor friend is still about, due to an extended rest period (Dr. Pietra); once again and for the last time until autumn conditions are good this time, particularly for an apparition. [...]

[...] They will not be evenly timed. [...]

[...] They will also represent culminating experiences, in that you have been progressing in other levels of reality in the dream state, for some time.

[...] They are people living on the face of the earth at this time. People that you have never met physically and probably will never meet, in those terms, but you are involved often as apprentices in joint endeavors and it is time that you become aware to some extent of your relationship. [...]

[...] In it I was telling him to sit down, and I was trying to talk to him, but I couldn’t, but finally I did and what I’m wondering, because I’ve had this three or four times in the dream state, trying to talk. The other times it has happened it scared me, and I tried to call my husband.”)

Not at this time. [...]

[...] Accept it and do not think necessarily that you must be otherwise, for if you go along with the feelings that you honestly have at any given time, they will become the feelings. [...]

[...] If you do not take the time to examine your own subjective states, then you cannot complain if so many answers seem to elude you. [...]

[...] Imagine the experience present in one moment of time over the globe, then try to appreciate the subjective experience of your own that exists in the moment and yet escapes it — and this multiplied by each living individual.

[...] He’s got something for you, I think, about those biblical times; the Crucifixion… The thing is, I know what Seth’s going to start telling you, but it’s confusing. [...]

[...] After Seth began that chapter Jane and I realized we could become quite interested in biblical history, but our time for learning had been brief. [...]

Ruburt feels hopeless at times because the assumptions of the rational approach often lead in that direction, and because he has not been certain enough of himself in those other areas to get the kind of long-lasting results he wants. This applies to both of your attitudes at times.

[...] sneezed three times just as Jane took off her glasses and went into trance. [...]

[...] I do not mean to idealize those times. [...]

In modern times, then, the intellect was finally left with only one acceptable world view, with one set of assumptions, with only one main approach to reality and experience. [...]

(At times the interference had covered a wide enough area so that I had a difficult time seeing the drawing paper before me, for instance, or the pencil I felt in my hand. [...]

[...] At the same time Jane began to describe the smile she perceived in the painting; I could see the painting well enough when she asked me to check it, although my vision effect was still building. My suggestions were very beneficial, though, and by session time at 9:05 I realized that not only had my experience gone as “far” as it was going to go, but also that it was on the retreat. [...]

[...] Consciousness, yours and mine, is quite independent of both (poth) time and space. And after death you are simply aware of the greater powers of consciousness that exist within you all the time.

[...] The effect was still there, she said; it lasted for perhaps two minutes, until just before session time at 9.

Many physicists now think it untenable to consider that each condition or event in the universe embodies the same kind of time. Physicists and parapsychologists have suggested various sorts of minute and undiscovered entities (mindons, psychons, psitrons, and so forth) that can move backward in time relative to our conscious conception of what time is, or that are at least free of our idea of a time that flows inevitably forward. Or consider the positron, which is a positively charged electron, a bit of antimatter that’s said to be temporarily moving backward in time. [...]

[...] In your terms these units can move forward or backward in time, but they can also move into thresholds of time with which you are not familiar.⁴

Now: Because your greater identity is aware of its probable existences, you are in matter and out of it at the same time — in time and out of it.

[...] “I feel him — Seth — around now,” she said, “but it’s like last time: I’m getting stuff, but I’m waiting until it’s clear … I don’t really feel looped, but the center of focus I always use in the sessions seems strange. [...]

[...] This time he came back and was a son to you. [...] This time you are listening. [...]

[...] At the time curly brown hair. [...]

[...] This time he is truly free for he feels you understand. [...]

In fact, the first two statements, while making no logical sense, do indeed hint of (pause) phenomena that show time itself to be no more than a creative construct. Time and space are in a fashion part of the furniture of your universe.

[...] The illusion of time itself is being created now. It is therefore somewhat futile to look for the origins of the universe by using a time scheme that is in itself, at the very least, highly relative.

[...] I can only read so many pages at a time….” [...]

[...] The tenses are wrong, and perhaps your time sense is completely outraged. [...]

[...] and that can show joy, and show its existence and reality, that can call to you beyond space and time, that shows such energy, that shows you what energy can blow through such a small and slight frame... [...] For some time yet, you will need its familiarity. [...]

[...] When you immerse yourselves completely in physical reality, then you have no time for the inner voice. [...]

[...] You must realize that within this room, and within any room, at any time there are other personalities that you do not perceive. [...]

[...] and at one time your sister... [...]

Now you can feel free at this time to pass, but you cannot always pass. [...] You all have more than one secret and there will be plenty of time for the rest of them and then you can dance through the grasses and I will lead you with a merry flute, indeed; and then you will not need me to lead you with a merry flute, for you will hear your own music and be able to follow it. [...] It is time, you see. [...]

[...] But the time has come for you all to learn to recognize, feel, and direct your own emotional reality. [...]

Now there is a point within each of you, at this moment, in this room at this time, that is a connection with all of reality that you can ever know and this point is a point of feeling. [...]

[...] To recognize within yourself the power that exists within you at any given moment of your time, and do not look away from it. [...]

[...] I thought she was going to pass up having a session, it was getting so late, but finally she decided to have a short one as the time to turn her on her side arrived.)

(“Well, we have time if you want to say something more.”

[...] And I told her that her statement reminded me that the same thought had come to me a couple of times previously after I’d been pretty sure that Seth was giving book work.

[...] She hadn’t had time to mention it to me before the session began.

[...] Much more than usual, she said, breathing heavily through her mouth and half-crying at the same time. It was clear something had happened: Jane said her legs were more relaxed than they’d been in years—but at the same time they were so sore she was appalled. I massaged them, and she said that action felt great but at the same time almost unendurable, so I soon stopped. [...]

[...] At the same time she said she knew the unusually intense feelings were good ones, say, as opposed to a worsening of her situation. [...]

[...] I feel that my sleep with the pillow, and my later reactions of soreness, mean that I’ve touched upon, again, those areas I’d forsaken for some time, and shoved away or whatever, and that the release of tension itself was bound to be somewhat explosive, I suppose. [...]

(Most interesting, and perhaps a significant breakthrough, Jane felt better by the time Peggy Jowett came at 1:45, and we explained the situation to Peggy. [...]

[...] Though love’s expression brilliantly illuminates its instant, at the same time that momentary brilliance contains within it an intensity that defies time, and is somehow eternal.

[...] In comparison with those times, however, children are now born ancient, for even biologically they carry within themselves the memories of their ancestors. In those pristine eras, however, the species itself arose, in those terms, newly from the womb of timelessness into time.

[...] The world that you know is one development in time, the one that you recognize. [...]

In those early times, then, consciousness was more mobile. [...]

[...] I sat motionless for minutes at a time, bathing in a most beneficial, relaxed state. [...] But at the same time I wanted to know more.

[...] As Jane talked I fell asleep a number of times. [...] These reflexive reactions continued for some time, even later in the evening when I began to come out of the heavy sleep periods. [...]

[...] I could have cheerfully collapsed at any time. I bumped into walls and door-jambs, or leaned on tables for support for minutes at a time. [...]

[...] Indeed, I lost my balance twice while helping Jane undress, and each time collapsed on the bed beside her, to her evident concern. [...] So even in that state of deep relaxation, in which I could move only with effort and concentration, I learned something that I fully realized at the time: Even though I was far out on a “trip” of some sort, I could still feel pain. [...]

[...] Each time she’d rotated her arms this afternoon, she’d done it better than the time before, I told her. [...]

(At the same time, I was discouraged by the reading thing, although I felt it was connected to Jane’s right leg troubles—the break and the drainage. [...]

[...] And all the time she kept rotating her arms, like a children’s game. [...]

[...] It was time to turn Jane on her left side, facing the window. [...]

[...] The idea was new to Jane, of course, and I wanted to give her time to think about it. I said I’d merely write Maude a note of acknowledgement at this time anyhow. [...] I thought Seth could comment today, but I expected no detailed response there either at this time. [...]

(She told me that a couple of times today she’d had the impulse to sit up on the edge of the bed again. [...]

[...] The people are definitely well-meaning, of good intent, and they welcome the idea of expending energy, time, and money on our behalf. [...]

—that can appear most arduous at times, when you begin to think about the work involved, while the other part of you goes calmly on, bringing the books to the public one by one, so to speak. [...]

(I’d stopped asking Jane for sessions, private or regular, since most of the time it seemed obvious that she wasn’t up to it, so she rather surprised me after supper tonight by saying that if I “sat with her” for ten minutes or so she’d see if she could have a session. She added that she often thought of trying something that way, but that she hesitated to ask me to take the time to sit around in case nothing happened, since she knew I was trying to work as much as I could on the intro for Seth’s Dreams. [...]

[...] She has been doing this since suppertime, and has repeated it at other times. [...]

[...] At the same time the new motions have resulted in feelings of soreness in her knees, but she recognizes that they’re positive responses. [...]

[...] In some fashions it uses more energies at times than at others, and slowly begins to demand more energy, so there will be periods of unevenness—but he is (underlined) being provided for. [...]

[...] Jane spent much time staring at her hands. She said that at times she could not see them in the dim light, although I could easily enough. [...]

(This time we had our windows completely shielded by curtains, as Malba had requested we do in the first session with her. [...]

(Before contacting Malba we had sat quietly for some time with but one dim red Christmas candle on, shielded by a curtain. [...]

[...] One had the feeling that behind it was a rather mediocre intelligence; one that did not try very hard to concentrate and whose interests were, and had been, rather ordinary and at times shallow.

How does the human data from such very ancient times fit in with the comparatively modest dates — of “only” 50 million to 30 million years ago — that Seth cites for his mutated forms at the beginning of this session? [...] In time terms, however, both of us are interested in questions of origins. [...]

[...] The rest of the time we were busy with ESP class, a television show, correspondence, and other matters. [...]

[...] The distinction between man-animal and animal-man was not as clear as it is in your time. [...]

[...] The totem poles date back to the time when men and animals understood each other, before that point of departure. [...]

[...] Their sense of time is completely different. They do not experience centuries, you see, though they may remain attached to your system for centuries of earth time.

[...] Here there is simply an arrangement and rearrangement of a time already dealt with.

[...] Jane’s delivery had been a little fast, though with pauses; animated and forceful, eyes open much of the time. [...]

[...] This will involve time, but the inner concentration is growing on Ruburt’s part.