“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(In Volume 5, see the 232nd session for Feb. 9,1966. In that session Ezra is dealt with in the envelope data with the same type of data; Seth gave Jane the grave data, signifying Ezra’s death, but at that time Jane, who did not like the idea of graves, did not use the word. This time, Jane now said, she came out with it when Seth gave her the data. We believe the grave data was to refer to Ezra, who worked at Artistic before he died, and that this in turn was to lead Jane to identify Artistic as the source of the envelope object.

(Yet note that above she has an impression of a basement instead, personally, and when speaking for Seth does not use the word grave, as she did the first time. One point I am curious about. Is water somehow involved with Ezra’s grave? Is Seth clairvoyantly aware of water in, or near, the grave? I wasn’t quick enough to ask the question after break.

(“Ruburt’s impression now is of a basement. Mine is something steep, downward, with rock. Rock walls, and hard rather than soft beneath. And perhaps water.” This is the data obtained after I asked Seth to elaborate upon the underground, or grave, data. It adds a little to the first impression given tonight. See page 17 also. Jane said now that because she hadn’t given the word grave in the envelope data in the 232nd session, involving a death, she made it a point to speak it aloud this evening when she obtained a similar impression.

(“A grave. Something grave.” Jane had a strong ill or grave feeling, meaning burial, here, and it is applicable. [...]

A grave. Something grave. [...]

(“Can you elaborate on the grave data?”)

[...] Some public-service announcements stress the “fact” that the individual can be gravely threatened by high blood pressure, for example, even though he or she feels in excellent physical health.

[...] Many of Ruburt’s feelings about his mother however are buried in Rooney’s grave. [...]

Old hates lie in wait for the infant
As he grows into a man,
Then they leap upon him
When he puts his father’s coat on.
When the father’s bones drop into the grave,
The lice flock up as the dark earth falls
To feed on a son’s guilt love.

I dig my own grave
With dignity.
We are all gone.
There is nothing else to say.

Connection with a grave. [...]

[...] The grave is obvious. [...]

[...] I gave him the underground impression, but he did not translate this into grave, simply because he does not like graves.

[...] Looking back, she thinks she might have been trying to get at the impression of a grave while skirting around it. [...]

(“A hole or grave or something deep.” [...] Jane has used the hole/grave nomenclature several times in the past to refer to deaths; it is a regular association of hers.

A hole or grave or something deep. [...]

This does not mean that the demonstration serves no purpose, for all of my demonstrations serve a purpose and this one is to show that there is indeed a vitality that lives beyond the grave and that there is joy, and the personality continues to exist for this most willing and friendly associative man can permit me to speak in the most fearless and carefree tones. [...]

The new psychology shut off mobility after death, while giving each individual an unsavory primitive past heritage — a heritage genetically carried, that led finally only to the grave. [...]

[...] The grave is not the end, for so noisy a one never spoke with the lips of death. [...]

Women make a grave error when they try to prove their “equality” with men by showing that they can enter the armed forces, or go into combat as well as any man (with more amusement). [...]

[...] Now seldom do we go in or out of the driveway without glancing at the group of rocks I placed upon his grave.

[...] Then the foods will no longer be a grave matter of concern.

[...] I want you to realize that all personality exists beyond what you call the grave, and that what I am has been here in many guises, as indeed, so have you. [...]

[...] That it is good and that those who told it anything else were in grave error. [...]

[...] In two recent envelope experiments involving my place of employment, this word had cropped up in connection with the death of an older fellow worker; mine referring to grave, or underground, because Jane instinctively disliked the idea of graves. [...]

[...] In the dream state, however, a rose can be an orange, a song, a grave, or a child as well, and be each equally.

You, personally, have been gravely perturbed because of your job for some time. [...]

I have told you often that you do yourselves a grave injustice by limiting your conception of the self. [...]