“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

People yearn toward freedom naturally, as the plants do toward the sun. [...]

[...] With a more painful heart I yearned for my wife to walk to me, hips innocently and joyfully swaying, as she used to do years ago, when she’d meet me every day as I left the printing company where I worked as a commercial artist. [...]

[...] He yearns toward the cool hours, which then become significant.

[...] He uses the journalist framework to protect himself, and at the same time yearns to forsake it. [...]

[...] Your own natural persons, however, yearn to express whatever emotions and needs they have at any given time, even if from the outside such expression may certainly seem most unfortunate, and bring up more problems. [...]

[...] They yearn, often without recognizing it, for the remembered knowledge of early childhood, when it seems that they experienced for a time a dimension of experience in which the unexpected was taken for granted, when “magical events” occurred quite naturally. [...]

[...] It begins to yearn for the exploration of mental lands, and it sends portions of itself out as couriers.

[...] / But ah, that half / is passionate /
and filled with / life’s yearning.

Yet the way of your own growth and development demands and yearns for such expansion, and your experiences serve to point others in the proper direction.

[...] It can be told now what it yearned to be told then—that it was indeed good, and not bad or evil, that it could indeed use its curiosity without the threat of abandonment, and that it could trust its own creativity and love of play. [...]

(9:48.) The male yearns toward the anima because it represents to the deep unconscious those other characteristics of the whole self that, on the one hand, lie latent, and that, on the other hand, struggle for release. [...]

[...] Empty houses are psychic vacancies that yearn to be filled. [...]

[...] They are psychic yearnings toward the ideal civilization — patterns within the psyche, even as each fetus has within it the picture of its own most ideal fulfillment toward which it grows.

[...] You might momentarily experience a great yearning or feel your own emotions suddenly filled with that same moving majesty, so that for an instant you and the sky seem to be one.

(10:08.) There are periods in which it certainly seems to some that all standards vanish, and so they yearn for old authorities. [...]

It is easy perhaps at times to have regrets, to wish that curiosity, the love of learning, the desire for knowledge, and yearning to help your fellow men (was Seth a bit amused here?) had not gone quite so far, and to imagine that had it not Ruburt would be in excellent physical condition, and no one would miss the work that then would not exist.

[...] There is, again, a wrinkling effect about these points, though not as yet observable to you, where space itself, it seems, yearns to disappear inside the first point. [...]

[...] He yearned for destruction, for in saner moments even he recognized the twisted distortions of his earlier ideals. [...]

Give us a moment … Man is himself made as much of God-stuff as earth-stuff, so in those terms now the god in himself yearned toward the man in the god, and earth experience. [...]

[...] I have yearnings that I cannot express.”

They represent people’s deepest yearnings, exaltations, and hopes. [...]

Many ideals, however, must remain by their nature somewhat generalized, a matter of inspiration, for example, that cannot perhaps so easily be put into words; or sometimes the ideal exists simply as a yearning for a better situation, though no immediate steps come to mind that offer any concerted plan for action.

[...] In other terms the past was altered, in that Ruburt now experienced the yearned-for mother love that was warm in its animal female understanding, supportive and strong enough to easily bear a child’s small ragings and hatreds.