“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Good evening (in a surprisingly strong voice.

Now the universe speaks in many voices, and it can indeed speak through a leaf if you have the wits to listen. [...]

[...] Her voice was quiet, picking up a little volume as the session progressed. [...]

(Throughout this delivery Seth’s voice and manner had contained more than a little gentle irony.)

[...] She was still teary, her voice often choked with emotion. [...]

[...] When she did, her voice was quite uneven; she spoke with many pauses, at times in a peculiar pronunciation that I had trouble understanding. [...]

[...] Ruburt’s has been the voice, the inner voice, that often has given Jane inspiration.

[...] He may be the voice of our combined selves, saying, ‘While you are conscious bodies, remember what it was like and will be like to be bodiless, to be freewheeling energy without a name but with a voice that does not need tongue, with a creativity that does not need flesh. [...]

“Through these voices, these intuitions, these flashes of insights and messages, the universe speaks to us, to each of us personally. [...]

(We now come to an impression that Jane had while giving the experimental data this evening, but to which she did not give voice. [...] She does not know why she didn’t give voice to them, other than that the next impression came along quickly. [...] In this instance, Jane could not recall very accurately what part of the data she was giving voice to when she had the bread impression, except that she was sure it wasn’t toward the end.

(Jane paused at 10:12, took a sip of wine without appearing to open her eyes, then gave voice to the last sentence above. [...]

[...] When she gave this impression, she had the mental impression of grain; thus her voicing the word grassy came from the mental grain. [...]

(So Jane, while voicing the impression of “grassy land”, had the mental impression of grain, which referred to a man named Rice, who was present in the place where I obtained the envelope object. [...]

[...] Jane ‘s pace had picked up a little speed; her eyes had opened at times, her voice had been average.

[...] Seth came through rather stronger than usual, and somewhat rapidly in a louder voice. [...]

[...] She also picks up questions from you telepathically and gives voice to them. [...]

I have told you often that I use the means available to me for teaching purposes, and many of you wondering when I use the voice with force, why I do so, should by now recognize the fact that the energy generated is spent by you in many ways, and that if atoms and molecules could jump up and sing in a great congregation then they would, indeed, make such a noise in such a fashion in their own way and to remind you not to be so sober and not to hold your problems as gates holding back the universe. [...]

[...] But the moment is intimate and the voice that speaks beside you in the night, in your terms, will not speak for long, therefore, comfort it when you can. [...]

[...] Only then could he examine it, you see, without qualm, and without being aware of the living voice that protested (Jane now spoke in a much louder and deeper voice temporarily); and so in his great fascination for what made things work, in his great curiosity to understand the heredity of a flower, say, he forgot what he could [also] learn by smelling a flower, looking at it, watching it be itself.

(Once more Jane began dictating in a quiet voice, pacing normally, with her eyes darkening as usual. [...]

[...] In a short time I was awakened by a child’s voice speaking briefly but loudly in my right ear. [...]

[...] As it developed Seth spoke the entire evening, in a voice about as usual, with pauses, eyes open often.)

[...] Ruburt is doing much better in this respect, but not so well yet that a voice with a question is enough to change the level of the trance when the question is a highly significant one. [...]

[...] For the poet did not simply string words together, but sent out a syntax of consciousness, using rhythm and the voice, rhyme and refrain, as methods to form steps up which his own consciousness could rush. [...]

[...] Her manner was somewhat more animated than it has been lately, and her voice was deeper. [...]

[...] Jane’s pace was fast, her voice deeper and louder than usual.