“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

The sensation occurred mere seconds before the outward rush, but provided just enough of a dim warning to the ego. The ego could not prevent the outward rush. It did not react in time. The warning was not therefore sufficient from the ego’s standpoint. It yelped and pulled the escaping inner self back by its imaginary coattails.

Ruburt’s strategy was brilliant from one standpoint. The rushing-out feeling through the head represented the initial flow of the inner self from the physical image.

The word slow, or slowly, is not good in this connotation, since of itself it does not necessarily suggest safety, but a mere neutral and temporary putting off. So far Ruburt is doing well, and will learn as he progresses how to operate inner acceleration and flow, or rush of energy, so that he is comfortable. And the ego, through experience, will learn that the inner self will always return safely. And it would be most unjust, and needlessly cruel, not to give the ego this necessary reassurance; and also the inner self should manage to communicate to the ego its gratitude for the ego’s protective concern.

[...] They would be nonevents to you, not only because you would not experience them but because, in your terms now, they would seem to rush back through the source of unconsciousness. [...]

They would rush through being to unbeing, vanishing, it would seem to you, into extinction. [...]

[...] The energy is rushing into these areas that have been hungering for it, you see. [...]

Again, this is simply a rushing in of energy where it was most needed, once the barriers have been removed. [...]

[...] In Ruburt’s case now, the floodgates to the inner self are opened, so that the vitality rushes into those areas that have been to some extent denied.

In fact, fragments of many episodes from many other lives may rush into their consciousness, and in most cases they are, of course, quite unprepared for the experience. [...]

No magic then will move our blood,
Nor moonlight rush through brittle bone.
Then let us plunge while there is time
Through worlds to look back upon.

At midnight I rush to the river’s edge.
I’d bay at the moon if I could.
And fish and birds and sky and sand
Cascade in a splash in my blood.

[...] In this case also healing energies are rushed to the sinus and head-neck areas, from which in Ruburt’s case, physically, the symptoms originated—through strain and tension.

[...] To encourage expression of that self appears foolhardy, for it seems only too clear that if the lid of consciousness were opened, so to speak, all kinds of inner demons and enraged impulses would rush forth.

Climb up my words then, rush up the vowels and the syllables and let them form for you a ladder of energy by which you can send. [...]

Hordes rush out.

[...] It was almost an inside-out process of going into trance, and as I watched Seth a few minutes later it seemed that Jane’s consciousness was rushing past her open eyes, beyond my comprehension of what speed is. [...]

[...] This was again connected with motion, as though the physical frequency was also changed, and Jane’s body was rushing past me, even while staying in the same place.

[...] For the poet did not simply string words together, but sent out a syntax of consciousness, using rhythm and the voice, rhyme and refrain, as methods to form steps up which his own consciousness could rush. [...]

a rush and a power and the voice,

(10:12.) For the moment, however, the full experience will rush upon him. [...]

[...] The rest will follow as you are ready for it and if you rush up in rage against me then I will leave Ruburt to face it. [...]

[...] At least, Tam doesn’t want us putting it in the mail until after the Christmas rush is over.)

[...] You can, now, set upon exploring environments that are not physical if you want to, but I do not see any rush of students at that invisible door! [...]

[...] The avenues for development are open now. You can, now, set out to explore environments that are not physical if you want to, but I do not see any rush of students at that invisible door!

[...] The next instant, my consciousness rushed out of my body, yet it was itself bodiless, taking up no space at all; it seemed to be merging with the air outside the window, plunging through the treetops, resting, curled within a single leaf. Exultation and comprehension, new ideas, sensations, novel groupings of images and words rushed through me so quickly there was no time to call out. [...]

[...] You felt an onrush — or should I say an onslaught? — of data in its pure form, rushing through the inner senses like a wind in a kaleidoscope because you did not know how to control or disentangle it.

[...] … A proper use of psychological time will not only lead you to inner reality but will prevent you from being rushed in the physical world. [...]

[...] Science sees the world as rushing toward its own dissolution, and the self as the mechanistic system running down from the moment of its conception. [...]