“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(An excellent session, deleted from the record. Read the whole thing often. On Jane’s childhood, fear of aggression; religion; my role, etc. Ego and health and illness. Illness not natural, etc. Psychic abilities and fear of ridicule.)

[...] (and I feared ridicule). [...]

Ruburt felt that anyone who went outside the established systems would meet ridicule, so he protected himself against it. [...] Nor would he be an object of ridicule to neighbors, for they would not see him that much.

As mentioned earlier, Ruburt’s sex, as Jane, was also connected, for he carried the beliefs of his culture that a woman would be ridiculed twice as quickly as a man. [...]

[...] And it is wrong not to hold any man in honor and it is wrong to ridicule any man. [...]

[...] He was not sure enough of his new world, still enough a part of the old one so that he saw his life and abilities often through the eyes of the “old world inhabitants”—the others who might scorn him, or set him up for ridicule.

(And no matter what Seth says, I’d still like some material on the extremes of Jane’s behavior to her fears of ridicule, guilt, being attacked — the whole bit. [...]

[...] In those terms, it is ridiculous to insist upon remaining as you are now, after death. [...]

Had I materialized my creature from outer space—I believe that is a current term, scoffed at and ridiculed—however, if I had materialized this image you would have really opened your eyes. [...]

[...] Lack of record should not be taken to ridicule the validity of these facts, since many people today could not find their own birth certificates.

[...] In the light of your beliefs, the better you considered your own works, the worse your position in society, and your opinion of your fellow men: the better the creator, the worse his social position, the greater the ridicule.

[...] Ruburt could not stand ridicule, and so took a proud retreat. [...]

[...] On any important level it is a ridiculous way to behave—each of you—particularly in anticipation. [...]

[...] The charts were ridiculous, I said to Jane, and showed her how they allowed each of us only about four good, creative, safe months a year! [...]

[...] Ridiculous idiocy!

[...] I will say more about this later in the book, but it explains for example why a diet-watcher, suddenly determined to lose weight, may meet with veiled or even open resistance from family or friends; why the person who makes new resolutions may find himself baffled by associates’ ridicule; why the alcoholic trying not to drink finds others tempting him quite openly, or teasing him into indulgence by hidden tactics.

[...] It would be ridiculous for you to choose to do this, and then say to yourself, “Why did I choose to work in the slums? [...]

[...] He was afraid that his ideas would be ridiculed because he was a woman, not having the credentials of the accepted academy or sex.

[...] He is not abject, but he believes heartily in having nothing to do with an arena of activity in which he feels he might meet ridicule or criticism.

[...] Our feelings about it ranged all the way from ridicule to a grudging understanding that Jim Poett had worked hard on the piece. [...]

[...] Yet he felt that women were inferior, and that his very abilities made him vulnerable, that he would be ridiculed by others, that women were not taken seriously as profound thinkers, or innovators in philosophical matters.

[...] Yet he felt that women were inferior, and that his very abilities made him vulnerable, that he would be ridiculed by others, that women were not taken seriously as profound thinkers, or innovators in philosophical matters.

[...] The pendulum told me yesterday that it was because I was concerned that our finishing Psyche this year would give us more money, which in turn would mean that our taxes next April would be higher —a ridiculous worry, I agree, and quite in keeping with my past attitudes about money and taxes. [...]

[...] He will ridicule any such evidence of so-called ESP on the native’s part as further proof of the African’s childlike mind.

[...] To insist upon evidence in terms of outside sensual data is as ridiculous a notion as to expect a camera to play music.