“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Some, to me, indistinct connection between the strange young woman here with your friends, and Emma Martin. [...]

[...] As soon as Seth mentioned it, I immediately saw a distinct resemblance between Emma Martin, as she had been, and the young girl Pat. [...]

(Jane of course has no memories of Emma Martin as a young person. [...]

[...] I think your mother and the young boy were out—

[...] A young man was looking at me with a pleased, cat-caught-the-canary grin. He was one of the clerks, and I saw now that most of the clerks were quite young, and they were watching me.

[...] I knew all of the men from a previous life in which I had been their leader, dying very young. [...]

[...] Where you live, you haven’t written them yet,” the young man said. [...]

“We know that,” the young man said.

[...] Young people were trying them on in the store.” [...]

[...] The knowledge can let it relax, let go, so that it feels its life couched and safe, and knows itself to be indeed a beloved child of the universe, both ancient and young at once, with an identity far beyond the annals of time.

Besides normal reasons, he was psychically inclined, at a time when Jane was young and herself close to a past life. [...]

[...] Jane sensed her grandfather’s feeling of identification with the rest of nature, however, and since as a young child she had not yet developed a strong ego personality, she felt no sense of rejection as did, for example, the other members of the family. [...]

“I was going back to bed when my last lines suddenly reminded me that I still feel the way I did when I was a young girl; that some part of the dawn does come for me; personally; and that to some extent time didn’t exist before I was born. [...]

[...] You “catch” it because when you are young you believe that old people cannot perform. There are no inoculations against beliefs, so when young people with such beliefs grow old they become “victims.”²

The beliefs people acquire when young can be changed, of course, and according to Seth (and the ideas Jane and I have also) this process of change would be the best “inoculation” there is against senility. [...]

[...] and she’s either got two young brothers and sisters, or two very young children.” [...]

[...] I had two impressions; one of an older person, the other of a young and vulnerable girl.

[...] She also will die young or has already died but will not reach adulthood. [...]

[...] Do not be afraid of old age, you who are so young, for you have been old many times before. And you are young now, and you learned from each lifetime, as indeed, you shall learn from this lifetime. [...]

[...] Now, if the guilt is severe enough, as unfortunately it often is, this pseudo-guilt, then the young adult will do almost anything to relieve it. [...]

[...] I was a young man and my hair was longer than yours, but I wore lace about mine. [...]

[...] As a young mean, Nearing, as he told you, was aware of spiritualism, and of those very aspects that were so explored by James, and he was fascinated. [...]

[...] Gifted young men of Nearing’s period had to some extent then two lines of endeavor. [...]

[...] He knew that it would be quite an occasion for this young man to visit informally, so to speak, with the mayor, though he would vehemently deny it; and yet Ruburt did not want the man in the house, therefore denying him such a privilege at least in thought.

Mark, in attempting to help this other young man, may indeed end up helping himself, for it will turn him outward. [...]

There is no point where the child ceases and the man begins, and no point where the young man ceases and the old man begins. [...]

[...] This is separate and the woman here…a strong school connection again…3 o’clock or late afternoon…number 414…now this could be the hour 4:14 or month…I do not know…Green room…202 or 213..whether this is a month or year or house number I don’t know…a grip…a strong grip…in the afternoon…in a room…a woman, gray hair, buck teeth…yellow teeth…She yells out and calls and a young boy comes in blue clothes & bicycle…I think he rides….It’s 1943 or 1947…Room is green…yellow…Room is green…no, cream…yellow…it’s afternoon…..

[...] Behind me in the fireplace we heard once again the mysterious scratching or chucking or chirruping sounds we’ve become aware of lately, as though a family of animals or birds has young hatching our or growing in a nest on the other side of the closed damper. [...] My present concern is that if there are young birds in the fireplace they may be trapped, not having room enough to learn to fly. [...]

[...] With my flashlight, he glimpsed a medium-sized coon, but couldn’t tell if it was male or female, or whether it had young. [...] It certainly seemed that parents were feeding the young.)

(Today we were visited —unannounced—by a young man named Jim Poett, who has been assigned to interview Jane for The Village Voice. [...]

Ruburt’s creativity not only involves that kind of behavior, but the mystic elements of the personality, meaning that the inner activity is very intense, so that Ruburt learned from a young age to develop a certain kind of secrecy. [...]

[...] They concerned the opposing uses of personal power by two individuals whom we’d encountered within the last week: the woman lawyer who had interrupted the session last Wednesday evening, and who is so afraid of her power; and the young classical guitarist who had visited us last night, and who revels in the positive use of his power. [...]

(9:45.) Give us a moment … A young man was here last evening. [...]

From the outside, for instance, it might seem as if a young person dies because in one way or another he or she is dissatisfied with life itself. [...]

Take a hypothetical young woman named Mary, who is partial to the kinds of experiences just mentioned. [...]

For there is also a version of our Florence, a young man in China, who does not weigh even 70 pounds, and who is 26 years old. [...] It does not particularly help that young man when our Florence piles on weight because she then feels less vulnerable, and more protected from her world.

On the other hand, our young man sometimes dreams of being overweight, and it is one of his most satisfying dreams. [...]

[...] Our young man hates the Americans. [...]

Some connection with the initials C S. Also a connection with a young boy—that is, young man, I believe, but not an adult male.

One of the other men mentioned has a mustache, a dark one, though he is not necessarily a young man, and pointed features. [...]

Ruburt, as a young woman, felt that writers were on the outskirts —

(4:40.) Ruburt, at one period, even feared that the young psychologist at Oswego was correct — that his psychic abilities were mere attempts to prove himself superior to you.^* These are all beliefs that both of you have wrestled with over the years. [...]