“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

Now it adds its strength. I made no attempts to browbeat it, recognizing its purposes. Ruburt chose a strong ego as a necessary guardian in adolescence, and as a balance to the strong spontaneous self, until a mission made itself known, and the correct mission. It simply did not recognize the mission for some time.

Neither of you realize the strength of the abilities as yet, and the need for forging a strong personality who could learn to handle them wisely, and hold its own while using them. The ego feared that the abilities could sweep Ruburt away in the past even before our sessions, sensing the great but as yet unfocused energy. When it was assured that this was the mission for which the personality had waited, and only when it was positive, did it free its protective hold and give its blessings.

She said, “I’m sending you on a mission

[...] Since six of them were considered vital for a successful rescue, the mission was canceled at that point—but eight crewmen were killed when one of the remaining helicopters collided with a transport plane during a refueling attempt. [...]

[...] Our President’s main challengers for his office haven’t publicly criticized him, but neither have they defended him from foreign and domestic censure—and today our Secretary of State resigned in protest of the rescue mission. [...]

At this time Jane and I think the missions failure is a blessing: Based upon our limited knowledge of the factors involved, we do not see how it could have succeeded. [...]

It turns out that the officer took Fred to the Rescue Mission, rather than the Salvation Army (they may be connected, for all we know). [...]

[...] I do not want to speak of great missions, yet it is also true that in its fashion each creature’s life is a mission, with all of its characteristics and abilities uniquely suited. [...]

[...] He could not early accept the idea of having a mission in life outside of the simple one to write, which always propelled him. [...]

[...] John took the car after leaving me at the hospital, and called at 6:45 to say “mission accomplished,” that all were home now. [...]

[...] Working with the Ouija board, they received messages telling them that they could indeed have a part in a great mission. [...]

[...] That is indeed each person’s mission (intently). [...]

(“Some distant connection with a mission. [...] We speculate that mission here refers to Don’s trip to our apartment last April 4, from his out-of-town residence, to tell us that he and his wife could not attend the 248th session after all; on this visit he gave us the object used this evening.

Some distant connection with a mission. [...]

(“A mission with unforeseen consequences.” The article on page 12 of the newspaper, dealing with the Dominican seminary in Portugal, has to do with the journey to the United States each year of a priest, Rev. Fernandes, on a fund-raising mission. [...]

A mission with unforeseen consequences. [...]

[...] This may not be the precise title:Stolen Lands or Islands, published or distributed or whatever by Mission House, Ltd. [...]

Ruburt does not need to feel that he would naturally, left alone, go out into the world, into the arena, and convince the world of our ideas, or think that with his energy unimpeded that would be part of his natural mission. [...]

[...] Connection with a mission or missionary. [...]

(“Connection with a mission or missionary.” [...]

Now, each whole self, or multidimensional personality, has its own purposes, missions, and creative endeavors that are initial and basic parts of itself and that determine those qualities that make it eternally valid and eternally seeking. [...]

[...] Before his conversion, he knew he had a purpose and mission, and flung himself with all the passion of his being into whatever answers he thought he had found.

“The scientist carries the burden of this alienation, and in his heart he must hope that his mission fails — for if it succeeds he will have effectively separated man from man’s nature in the world of beliefs, philosophically casting man adrift as meaningless psychological debris. [...]

[...] The exploration of inner space—this is your mission. [...]

“A mission with unforeseen consequences … 1943 … Illia, and perhaps an F and R … Something happening all over again, as a commemoration … A connection with something green, as a meadow … a child … Januarious.”

[...] The given date was correct, and the article goes on to tell about a young priest, Father Fernandes (F and R—the abbreviation for “Father” is Fr.), who was on a mission in this country to get funds to modernize the seminary. [...]

[...] But my mission is to remind you of the incredible power within your own being, and to encourage you to recognize and use it.”

[...] Is this mission necessary? [...]

[...] Jane and I of course made the trip to Wellsburg for the Masonite, etc.; although contacting others on this mission in the usual routine fashion.