“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Pretend that you are very tiny, and moving slowly about the tree so that you see only one light at a time. [...] But unless you step far back from the tree you will not realize that the entire string of lights exists at once. Nor will you understand that when one light goes out in a strand it appears somewhere else on the tree in another strand.

A tree could be wired with lights, with each one having its own particular series [of waves]. The people who put up the tree might experience one Christmas Eve, while other consciousnesses, tuned in to the different series, could experience endless generations¹³ — and their perceptions would be quite as legitimate as those of the light-watchers who had erected the tree.

Imagine a string of different-colored Christmas tree lights, all glowing on a given tree. [...]

[...] A tree in front of the wheel will represent physical reality. [...] As the wheel turns you call the person or the self who faces the tree the ego, simply because this is the portion that faces physical reality, represented by our tree. But the self who faces the tree one moment is not the self that faces it the next moment, and the operator of the wheel is never in evidence, you see.

Perhaps if you imagine a spotlight directed on the seat in front of the tree, you will see this more clearly. [...]

The tree, or trees, Ruburt had painted on the kitchen wall, were not beneficial symbols. They were winter trees, you see, done in black. [...]

through the side trees and

[...] The painting of a tree, while a symbol for the tree, nevertheless has its own consciousness and reality.

[...] You could say that you are merely symbols of your own greater reality, since your own greater reality exists in as many other dimensions as the tree exists from a rendering of it. [...]

[...] Symbols are as natural to your minds as trees are to the earth. [...] But in your terms the child entering the real woods becomes involved in its life cycle, treads upon leaves that fell yesterday, rests beneath trees far older than his or her memory, and looks up at night to see a moon that will soon disappear. [...]

[...] They are projected from the self, extending outward indeed like branches from a tree. [...] And as branches are composed of all those elements that make up the whole tree, so indeed dream images are composed of those elements that make up the personality.

[...] As leaves bring vital nutrients to the tree trunk, so also do dream images bring nourishment to the personality.

As leaves drop from the tree, so finally do dream images depart from close connection with the personality. [...]

[...] One in which he is perched in a tree. This one taken in California, and the other one of the two of you, taken at your New York glen, by a picnic table, in which your images are almost hidden by the trees.

[...] A connection with wood, rather strongly, as of many trees, and another connection with a long wooden table, as of a picnic table. (Pause.)

[...] The dark portions are shadows of trees, or perhaps rocks.

(“A tree, or tall tree shape.” The bill’s heading contains the word lumber, a product of trees. [...]

A tree, or tall tree shape. [...]

[...] We associate this with the tree data above. [...]

[...] We were standing beside our Christmas tree when Jane took off her glasses and began to speak for Seth, in a voice somewhat stronger than usual. [...]

[...] Once you think of a “tree” (in quotes) as a tree, it takes great effort before you can see it freshly ever again, as a living individual entity. [...]

[...] Jane had visualized a painting of houses and trees. [...]

[...] What does the tree say? Not as you are related to the tree, but what does it say, for it speaks. [...]

[...] There is a brown high grass in this one area and the bottom of the trees is black and there are large berries. [...] It is ringed in by trees and the historical and psychic connections there are not good, having to do with sacrifices. [...]

[...] There is a brown high grass in this one area and the bottom of the trees is black and there are large berries. [...] It is ringed in by trees and the historical and psychic connections here are not good, having to do with sacrifices. [...]

Connection with a diner or place where food and drink is served, perhaps with a very large tree outside, front. I am not sure here: the tree connection could be Hazelton.

[...] John could not say about the large tree, however.

[...] The drawing I gave the Kecks was of a pigeon—the “animal in a tree.” The drawing merely showed a pigeon, no tree, and a pigeon is not an animal. [...]

Something to do with an animal in a tree, that I do not understand.

[...] “Something to do with an animal in a tree, that I do not understand.” [...]

[...] Normally a tree does not change into a peacock, for example. [...]

The dream of the tree? [...] It was not the same sort of experience as the other you had in connection with a tree. [...]

(“How about my dream of the tree branch falling? [...]

Say that the painting is a landscape, and that this transformation includes within the same amount of space the addition continually of more trees, more hills; that the hills still within the same amount of space allotted to the painting grow taller, and yet never shoot past the frame. [...]

[...] If you hide behind a tree in a game of hide and seek, then truth is the tree. [...]

[...] The rich green lawn sloped down to the great maple and the sumac trees lining the road. [...]