“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] On the other hand, the young Del was also a symbol for your own inner self, acting as a guide and companion.

[...] When I returned I saw that a family of five people — parents and three young children — were in the car, and ready to drive away. [...]

[...] A young nurse brought in Jane’s Darvoset and aspirin. [...]

[...] “Don’t touch me,” she said as she lay on her back watching the TV soap opera, The Young and the Restless, as she did every noontime. [...]

[...] Many individuals die young, for example, because they believe so strongly that old age represents a degradation of the spirit and an insult to the body. [...]

[...] The young and the old, the conventional and the unconventional, had small skirmishes, where some of the city fathers objected to the long-haired youths in a city park — quite trivial incidents, and yet indicative of splits of values and misunderstandings between the generations.

(Jane didn’t eat much breakfast, except cereal, because the young girl who fed her couldn’t properly present the bacon and eggs, for some reason; Cathy’s sister. [...]

[...] With some variation these drugs are actually sometimes given to overactive children, where their effects can be very unpredictable, and result in moods that encourage suicidal tendencies, even in those so young.

[...] Now, it will not particularly serve any great or awesome purpose for me to thus appear in this guise nor to raise my voice in a way quite impossible for this rather puny young woman, and yet because the circumstances are so auspicious I am so tempted. [...]

[...] (Pause.) The young man who came here described in some detail the way in which LSD is used in therapy work with patients. [...]

[...] When you are very young your beliefs are quite clear — that is, your conscious and unconscious leanings and expectations are harmonious. [...]

[...] Such young people die of sickness or accident, but go to their deaths like children after a splendid day. [...]

[...] The young woman you did not know is in severe difficulty, and unless her method of operation changes, there will be tragic circumstances, indeed. [...]

[...] Anne had a sister, died at a very young age… a baptism… a rosary…Blanche Adele… Anne wore blue and a note…”

[...] This young man came up with some very good ideas about you as did everyone else in the room. [...]

Here was a young man whose beliefs were alive with their own life while he was relatively powerless. [...]

Sexual freedom, then, does not involve an enforced promiscuity in which young people, for example, are made to feel unnatural if their encounters with the other sex do not lead to bed.

[...] Many such young persons prefer to die at that time, where they feel the possibilities for fulfillment are intricate and endless. [...]

(Jane’s mother is a bedridden arthritic, and has been since Jane was a very young girl.

...He had a horror of living to young malehood, for he did not want to meet a young woman and become attracted to her and then continue with the physical existence.

[...] Minnie Finn was killed by a hit-and-run speeding motorist one icy winter day on her way to the corner store to buy the young girl some shredded wheat for supper—a tragedy that Marie never stopped blaming her daughter for. [...] The young Jane spent almost two years in a Catholic orphanage for women while her mother was hospitalized. [...]

[...] A fine group of young friends with both similar and quite different interests than ours slowly developed, each one, each couple, dropping in at the end of the workweek to relax and talk. [...]

[...] There were other conflicts also, that Jane didn’t reveal to her mother: certain persistent hints and requests as she began to mature, Jane told me more than once, for favors from a young priest that she intuitively rejected. [...]

[...] Jane named that loving young creature Mischa, and he was to offer her great comfort for years, just as he did to me when later we met. [...]