Jane Roberts

Jane Roberts
Dorothy Jane Robertswas an American author, poet, self-proclaimed psychic, and spirit medium, who claimed to channel an energy personality who called himself "Seth." Her publication of the Seth texts, known as the Seth Material, established her as one of the preeminent figures in the world of paranormal phenomena. The Yale University Library Manuscripts and Archives maintains a collection entitled Jane Roberts Papers, which documents the career and personal life of Jane Roberts, including journals, poetry, correspondence, audio and video recordings,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth8 May 1929
CountryUnited States of America
Suffering is not good for the soul, unless it teaches you to stop suffering.
Dreaming or awake, we perceive only events that have meaning to us.
Within your physical atoms the origins of all consciousness still sings.
You are in physical existence to learn and understand that your energy, translated into feelings, thoughts and emotions, causes all experience. There are no exceptions.
Yours is the energy that makes your world. There are no limitations to the self except those you believe in.
When you affirm your own Tightness in the universe, then you co operate with others easily and automatically as part of your own nature. You, being yourself, help others be themselves.
The dreamer dreams, and the dreamer within the dream dreams.
If the world was taking care of women, women would take care of the world.
You create your own reality.
You, being yourself, help others be themselves. Because you recognize your own uniqueness you will not need to dominate others, nor cringe before them.
You must begin to trust yourself. If you do not then you will forever be looking to others to prove your own merit to you, and you will never be satisfied. You will always be asking others what to do, and at the same time, resenting those from whom you seek such aid.
The self...can split off from itself without being less. You are not a mini self, an adjunct to some super-being, never to share fully in its reality... you are that superself looking out through only one eye, or using just one finger.
If toes had eyes, then I could see how my feet know where to go, but toes are blind. And how is it that my tongue speaks words it cannot hear? Because for all its eloquence, the tongue itself is deaf, and flaps in soundlessness.
You are never bereft of your inner guidance.