“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Everything was working, but in a very restricted fashion as far as locomotion was concerned. The body was repressed rather than expressed. It was inactive, in that it was operating, but nowhere near a good efficiency level, again, as far as locomotion was concerned.

[...] The entire head and neck area was restricted. [...]

[...] I thought a detailed report of what foods Jane should avoid would help alleviate her symptoms, if there was any relationship. My pendulum said there was. [...] To me this meant there was legitimate data there.

(Here, Jane’s pendulum said it was okay for her to use the dry malt mixes recently introduced in food stores, because these contained no emotional charge for her. [...]

[...] Her voice was normal, her pacing slow, and her rate of delivery rather slow and interspersed by pauses.)

[...] You will perhaps recognize a certain similarity between this concept and the Christian concept of a Trinity, except that the Trinity concept, while hinting at diversity within prime unity, was nevertheless distorted by man’s own sense of his own adopted and unfortunate delusion of duality.

The Trinity concept in your terms was a masculine one, projecting to the one God concept the duality which all mankind feels, but because the theory originated with the male the duality is expressed in terms of the male viewpoint.

[...] Jane was dissociated as usual. [...]

(During break—I think this break—I told Jane and Rob of when I was very young—ten or eleven. My bedroom window was only about 15 feet away from my parents’ apt. [...] The scandal at the time was the noisy and violent arguments of an Italian couple, Anna and Jimmy. [...]

The money was also a symbol of communication as far as both of you were concerned. It was not the money, but your ideas about the money. [...]

[...] And it was also another method of retreat. [...] You could have been quite as comfortable without the new shoe, but the symbol was a good one, and you used it and took advantage of it.

[...] You thought there was going to be a second honeymoon. [...]

[...] This was a quite legitimate physical expression, for as tension began to release it had a force meant to blow outward through tears, the whole process of crying relaxing those areas involved. This was a healthy physical reaction, therefore, as a sneeze might be, or a cough—particularly involving the lungs and ribs.

[...] It was unnatural in those terms for Ruburt not to feel soreness in the past when his body stance was so unnaturally restrained. [...]

(Long pause.) Here at certain positions motion was not stopped but slowed down. [...]

[...] Her vision was somewhat better, but still I was concerned. [...]

[...] Evidently Ryerson was in Spain at the same time Carlos was, [and is, of course]. [...]

(Jane repeated several times that she had no questions, except to wonder why “it was taking so long to get over the whole thing,” and so forth. [...]

You were quite correct: it was not coincidence, for example, that you heard from Bill Macdonnel just after the Burt Ryerson story. [...]

[...] On several occasions I have “known” the subject was dead. Few of the paintings are of Speakers, obviously, and in no case did I realize I was working with such a personality.

California was in his mind strongly, also. [...]

Either this or the place was half below ground level. [...]

(The above data was delivered at a crisp pace. [...]

Asia was where you saw him though he was in many other places, traveling in his middle years (Jane dictates:) doing penance for his sins according to the customs of the age.

(The above was spelled out. [...] I wrote these notes on the morning of January 8; they came to mind while I was working on an ink drawing of a complicated tree bearing within it two birds’ nests. [...]

[...] The man was a monk on a pilgrimage.

(“My present brother Loren was traveling? [...]

[...] Venice and Howard sold their house on the same day the cancer was found. [...] Jane was willing to go back into trance, but I thought she’d better pass it up.

In intent, however, again, no attack was made upon the body itself, as far as, for example, an organ is literally destroyed or badly damaged.

There was indeed some resulting alteration, literally, in layers of the skin, so that the skin became tougher. [...]

He wanted to pursue a course that was unconventional. [...]

(Seth:) You thank yourself, for the quality was there all the time. You simply did not recognize what it was, and it will grow. [...]

[...] And when was it begun? [...]

If it were not for television, you would not know much about Anita Bryant, you would not know much about the Reverend Jones, who believed he was God and led (in quotes, out of quotes), “his followers into folly”. [...]

(Van Zandt, who earlier had said he doesn’t use Florida citrus juices, was relating Seth’s comments about Anita Bryant to Jane.

[...] If I ever felt this way it was quite hidden from myself. I do think that the point of no return there was passed some time ago—several years, in fact. [...]

[...] The purpose, a good one, was to protect and develop them in the circumstances in which Ruburt found himself, and in line with his other ideas about the nature of reality.

[...] (The new threats being the death of my mother; our freedom to travel, now that we have finished Personal Reality; the absence from home and the interruption of routine, etc., as we talked about tonight.) Reading our book however kept some improvements alive, and it was but a matter of time before he would read again the sessions of work that I gave him (as Jane did today). [...]

[...] This in itself is good, but his idea of “work” was what limited him, and what is still limiting him. [...]

[...] Her stomach was okay except for a couple of brief episodes of that strange feeling mentioned in my own DMSO notes, so we don’t know really whether or not the drug has any connection with the stomach sensations after all. [...] She was quite relieved.

[...] The statements of the Sinful Self show him clearly the reasons why he was afraid of pursuing the unknown, and afraid therefore of using his own natural abilities freely and safely. [...]

[...] I noticed her yawning at 8:45 and knew she was tired, but she didn’t want to call off the session.)

[...] The system was too wound up to be allowed sudden complete relaxation.

[...] Jane was out as usual, her eyes both open and closed, and very dark.)

[...] He was correct about the enzymes. [...] The information from Seven was correct. [...]

As mentioned, the (45th) birthday was important for what it meant to him, and there is a connection with you at that age—except that he has more knowledge now than you had then. [...]

[...] It was easy to tell that Jane was happy working on Seth’s latest. I gladly told her the session was just as good, just as inspiring, as her last one—the 883rd: Once again her delivery had been intent, often impassioned, given with many gestures. [...] At other times she may forget to mention it for a while, or the session material itself may remind her that she already knew what Seth was going to talk about.)

In those terms, then, there was in the beginning an almost unimaginable time in which energized consciousness, using its own creative abilities, its own imagination (underlined), experimented with triumphant rambunctiousness, trying out one form after another. In the terms you are used to thinking of, nothing was stable. [...]

[...] Jane wrote that “everyone was a classic model, yet each was also a fantastic eccentric…. [...]

[...] Like an adolescent leaving home for the first time, individualized consciousness was also somewhat homesick, and returned often to the family homestead—but gradually gained confidence and left finally to form a [universe].

The mistrust of mobility, or fear that it could be taken away, was built up also, with other reasons given in the sessions, simply through the suggestion over the years of living with someone who was not mobile. [...]

Despite your feelings against this house, generated because of Mr. Spaziani, at least on one level, your love of it was picked up by your present landlady for several reasons having nothing to do with the house. She has great respect for your painting, and for Ruburt’s abilities, and you knew her when she was a soldier in Rome. [...]

[...] Not in such a manner that illness would result therein, or, say, diseased organs, but only so far as function was concerned.

A note: the reincarnational information you received was quite legitimate—and with some little application on your part entire episodes of that existence could become clear, with little relative effort.

[...] Regretfully, she had to tell him she’d had little time to work on the scientific projects discussed then, although she was still interested. While she was doing the dishes and thinking about this she received an amusing flash from Seth: She was to stop worrying about such things and “adopt a position of divine nonchalance.”

(Jane was quite ready for her regular session at 9:00, although because of the call we weren’t sure what it would cover. By 9:30, however, the session still hadn’t started, and she was impatient. Yet when she did take off her glasses and begin speaking for Seth her voice was quiet, her pace leisurely, her eyes closed often.)

[...] Your spirit was born in flesh to enrich a marvelous area of sense awareness, to feel energy made into corporeal form. [...]

[...] Because of the psychological theories of the last century, many Western people believed that the primary purpose of the conscious mind was to inhibit “unconscious” material.

[...] She was at that time, a male however, and you were a female, and a priestess, and so were you (Daniel). She had an expanding effect upon your personality but you were very given to ritual and to a belief in magical acts and to the idea that existence in itself was evil and wrong and you were, indeed, a member of the sect now called Gnostic. [...]

[...] she (reference to Alison) was a male, however, at the time, and when I said you were not ready I meant that you were not ready. [...] And I mention this only to show you that I was not making an innocuous general remark to put you off. [...]

(Sally asked if he said he was or was not weary.)

I (very loud voice) was not weary  but I was giving in to your all too human flesh. [...]

(The day was warm — over 36 degrees. [...]

[...] She’s been having a lot of spasms, and fears the catheter was loosened enough yesterday that she’ll have to have it changed tonight. [...]

[...] It made us wonder about working in hospitals — it seemed everyone was sick at one time or another.

[...] I said the dream was a very good one, and once more set the stage for the act of walking. [...]

(The day was warmer — over 50 degrees as I drove down to 330. [...] Georgia was taking care of her today; she washed Jane’s hair this morning. [...]

[...] Jane said she was really enjoying the dream, after supper, when Debbie Harris arrived for a visit and woke her up.

Ruburt’s dream was excellent, showing that he is now making the best of his past, rediscovering playful beliefs — the trinkets — and sources of pleasure and activity. [...]

[...] I got the idea of reading the whole book to her because of her excellent response the other day when I’d read her Chapter 5. Again, today, she was quite impressed with that first session. [...]