“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(This afternoon I mowed grass for the first time, and trimmed a tree or two. [...]

[...] In the ash tree just starting to get leaves beside the windows of 330, I saw a tiny yellow bird flitting about among the branches. [...]

[...] Our Christmas tree is gone, although we kept it up through last week. [...]

[...] It is in a park-like place with grass and trees all around. [...]

[...] There is a large tree to the left of the porch, and a weedy driveway leads back to a large white barnish-looking building with double top-hinged doors. [...]

[...] 2. “… for we can spend a century as a tree or as an uncomplicated life form in another reality.”

[...] I slow down … like a mountain, and feel trees grow.” [...]

[...] Thoughts, for example, may appear as stationary structures, as flowers or trees, houses or landscapes. [...]

[...] I tried to reach out and envelop the feeling of the house and trees on each side of me, to sense them as if by touch as I passed each one by. [...]

I seem to pick up a connection with Christmas or Christmas tree, though I believe this is indirectly connected rather than directly; and something dark of rectangular shape, and also again of a border (pause) and something shady, and a sky symbol.

The trees in a landscape painting cannot physically move with the wind that may blow through the three-dimensional room. [...]

[...] Saw outside myself clear silhouette of full-leafed tall bush or type of tree, against a dim red background. [...]

[...] I have had several vivid ones lately, including a fall tree in full color, and the head of a child with an open mouth.

[...] And why do you believe that the energy of the universe which flows through frog and tree—does not flow also through your own being—or to refuse to use this tremendous energy because you feel you are unworthy. [...]

[...] Since dreams are a by-product of any consciousness involved with matter, this leads us to the correct conclusion—that trees have their dreams, that all physical matter, being formed about individualized units of consciousness of varying degrees, also participates in the involuntary construction of the dream universe.

[...] The trees will tempt him to walk about, and he knows it well. [...]

[...] A giant Seckel pear tree grows almost close enough to touch, and through its branches I saw the uneven V-formation, flying north just below the cloud cover and sounding off all the way….

Those units of consciousness are the building blocks for the physical material of your body, for the trees and rocks, the oceans, the continents, and the very manifestation of space itself as you understand it.

If there is no life after life,
then what a lack
of cosmic economy,
for nature strings one molecule
on to another so craftily
that each seed can grow a tree,
and contains the properties
of an entire forest,
while multiplications
are hidden everywhere.

[...] Because a tree branch falls this does not mean that it was destined to fall in either the particular manner of its fall nor in the timing of the fall. [...]

[...] But the divinity, and there is divinity, is within you, as well as within me, as well as within a tree, and that’s what I want to teach you. [...]

([Joel:] “In one of the stories that Jane wrote, the guy went down to the beach with the wind chimes and (words lost) tree and he selected atoms and that somehow absorbed them through himself into another system until there wasn’t any physical world that we know of left at all, and then as I recall at the end he popped through his whole universe and isn’t that somewhat the same kind of thing? [...]