“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] By now the story of that book’s conception is well known: Late one night in 1959, Dick was walking beside a canal near a West Coast beach when he heard a voice say, “Jonathan Livingston Seagull.” [...] He was even more so when, on his return home, the voice initiated images that gave him the bulk of the book in three-dimensional form. [...] Nothing happened until one day eight years later, when he suddenly wakened to hear the voice again — and with it came the rest of the book.

[...] There are points of correlation, of course, only Jane is presented not with just a voice but with an entire personality, Seth, who then writes books while she is in an altered state of consciousness. [...]

(Again Jane spoke while sitting down and with her eyes closed, in a normal voice with some pauses.)

[...] She resumed in the same quiet voice at 9:34.)

(Once again Jane resumed in the same quiet voice, at 10:44.)

What Ruburt believes to be his intellectual skepticism is the voice of the overly conscientious self in quite limited Catholic terms.

[...] This, combined with your attitude that he take a normal job, almost literally paralyzed him, for your voice was added, in his mind you see, reinforcing the rigid attitude of the overly conscientious self. [...]

[...] The overly conscientious self resented it for the same reasons; and again your voice was unwittingly added in Ruburt’s mind.

(Now Seth’s voice really began to boom out.)

[...] I want you to open up those barriers that you have erected within yourselves; this voice is only used as a symbol of the energy and the strength that is available to each of you, as you utilize those abilities that are your heritage.

You should hear your own echo of my voice as a symbol of your own energy and joy. [...]

[...] Her eyes had been open much of the time, her pace good, her voice average. [...] Seth had the next thought or concept waiting, Jane said, and all she had to do was give voice to it.

[...] Her pace was good, her voice average.)

[...] Her pace had been rather good, her voice average and quite amused at times, perhaps chiding in a gentle way.

[...] Many voices, dancing.

[...] Her voice trailed off, and I could see that she was struggling to stay awake. [...] She began speaking for Seth with her eyes closed —but her voice was quite strong, comparatively speaking, with a minimum of tremor. [...]

[...] Abruptly, Jane broke off speaking in her normal voice and began delivering her material in a different, light, hesitant voice that was in between her own and Seth’s: “....highlighted through the light of activity and interactions. [...]

[...] Behind any ordinary disagreement you might voice, any normal protest, he felt there was a great charge. He was so afraid to voice protest himself that he felt you must be driven by great inner forces before you would dare voice any protest to him.

[...] I also thought I had detected an emotional charge in her voice while she was in trance—something which is very unusual, etc.

[...] By now the storm was so noisy that Seth increased the volume of his voice.)

[...] There are other voices, but you have conditioned your ears not to hear them. [...]

[...] Jane’s voice was still stronger than usual when she resumed, though at a slower pace, at 9:52.)

[...] She did begin dictating at 9:02, in a natural voice and in a deliberate, comfortable manner. [...]

(By now, Jane’s delivery was becoming more forceful and animated, although she exhibited no voice changes of note.)

(Jane’s voice had become suddenly very loud. [...]

[...] Her voice was not so loud now.

[...] Back in the living room, Seth was describing what I was seeing, but I was only distantly aware of his voice. [...]

[...] Then Phil asked Seth if he knew anything about a voice that he’d heard in a local bar.

“The voice was male, was it not?” Seth asked.

“Was it your voice? [...]

You were listening in one respect to the voice of your people. The second voice, therefore, also had its own part to play, bringing in the idea, hopefully, both of ancient knowledge and of youth. [...]

[...] Jane had written this chant down during an Alpha experiment in class; when she started to read it to us, she suddenly wailed the words as loudly as I have ever heard even Seth’s voice go:

(“How about the two voices that came through last night?” Rob asked.)

It has to do with his physical sensations at the time and also the weakness of the voice. [...]

[...] Her pace was good for the most part, her voice average.)

[...] Her pace had indeed been fast, her voice average, her eyes wide open much of the time. [...]

[...] Her voice was quiet. [...]

[...] Her eyes opened at times, her voice was average, her pace rather fast.)

[...] Jane’s voice had maintained its volume. [...] In a voice still strong:

[...] Her Seth voice was surprisingly strong, with the usual pauses.)

[...] She had been aware throughout the session of Seth’s stronger voice and more forceful delivery. [...]

(Jane began speaking for Seth in her usual manner; voice on the quiet side, a few pauses, eyes open often, etc.)

(When she resumed her voice abruptly became somewhat stronger and more forceful. [...]

[...] When she resumed her voice was quieter at 10:52.)

[...] Once again, she felt as she used to when the voice was very loud—inside it, so to speak.)

[...] The inner voice is the voice of All That Is and that voice speaks through the tissues of your body and the cells and atoms and molecules that compose your physical image. The inner voice speaks through All That Is. [...]

[...] I have said this many times and doubtlessly I will continue to say—when Ruburt’s familiar body is some 40 years older and my voice in comparison to Ruburt’s sounds like quite a young man (shouts)—That my energy should remind you of the energy that is inherent within yourself and that any energy that sweeps through this small frame comes from the same energy that gives you your vitality and strength and that should bring you joy and fulfillment. [...]

[...] They listen to the inner voice, and they do not overproduce. [...]

[...] Let the inner intuitive sense speak for it is the inner voice, and the magic that unites you has no need of conscious words. [...]

And then when you hear my voice, you hear your own. [...]

[...] And when you sleep, your vitality will still ring as my voice rings, though you may not hear the peal. [...]

[...] “I’ll try to keep my voice down,” she said. [...] Her Seth voice was indeed on the quiet side.)

[...] When at last Seth did come through her voice had a distinct nasal cast. I hadn’t expected anything, but her Seth voice was surprisingly good and strong in spite of everything.)

[...] Her eyes were closed, her manner brisk and with many gestures, her voice average in timbre.)

[...] Her pace had been good, her voice a bit stronger than usual, her eyes had remained closed. [...]

(Jane was most emphatic in giving this material, speaking in a good voice and with many gestures. [...]

[...] Jane’s pace and voice now changed to a slower tempo. [...]

[...] Jane began speaking for Seth in a voice somewhat stronger than usual, and with her eyes closed.)

[...] Her voice had been good throughout, her eyes closed. [...]

[...] (Pause; voice good, eyes closed.)

If you prefer you may voice them at break, and then I will answer them. [...]