“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] “I’d say my eyes are better than the best they’ve been so far, Bob,” she said — which really surprised me. [...]

[...] “Ohhhh, Bob....” [...]

Now let me list some of those I know personally, and who have helped Jane and her work so much: Tam Mossman, Richard Kendall and Suzanne Delisle, Sue Watkins, Debbie Harris, Laurel Davies, Janet Mills, Lynda Dahl and Stan Ulkowski, Bob Terrio, Norman Friedman, Jeff Marcus, Juan Schoch, Michael Goode. [...]

[...] She made a lot of grunting and heavy breathing noises: “Oh God, Bob....” [...]

[...] Her right arm began going in rapid circles, head bobbing. [...]

[...] “Well, here, Bob, you might as well take it,” she said a bit later. [...]

Dear Jane & Bob,

(“The kid—the two boys or young men, seemed to be headed in the direction of Bob Kinner’s old coffeehouse that we went to ...a farmhouse on the left, and a curve, the road curves to the right.

(“Bob, all I want to do is get better.” [...]

[...] “Bob — what I’m getting is something like it would be in real fast, quick beautiful sounds that I can’t duplicate — very quick, very musical — connected with the spin of electrons⁹ and cellular composition.

[...] I’ve tried to do the same thing, but I suddenly heard my own true tone, which I’m bound to follow … to go beyond the conventionalized postcards … I’m done, Bob.”

[...] Just as I was about to give up for this evening, Jane came awake again and said rather firmly, “I’ve passed a certain point, Bob, and now I can do it....” [...]

[...] “Bob. [...]

These feelings have much to do with the conflicts Ruburt feels with your friends Claire and Bob, for they go to the opposite extreme, where life revolves around nourishment. [...]

[...] The individual would say, for example, “I am Joe, and Jane, and Jim, and Bob.”⁶ There are physical variations of a sexual nature, so that on all levels identity includes the male and female. [...]

6. Perhaps I should have briefly discussed it in Volume 1, but ever since Seth originally gave his “Joe, Jane, Jim, and Bob” material (as I call it) in the 683rd session, I’ve wondered about possible connections between the probabilities described in that session and our own reality: How much of our species’ distorted, intuitive knowledge of those probable realities may appear as myth and oddity in our camouflage universe? [...]

(“I wish you hadn’t said that, Bob,” Jane said. [...]

[...] She had indeed, on impulse, visited Bob and Mary Piper, friends of ours whom we had not seen for many months. [...]

[...] In reply she said, “Bob and I massage and exercise them every day.” [...]

(John said Seth’s description of a younger man with a Slavic face and short prickly hair fits Bob Dineen, another salesman also present at the Rochester meeting. [...]

(Note: somewhat brief sessions were held last Friday evening, March 22, with Bill and Peggy Gallagher, and Claire Crittenden and her friend Bob as witnesses; and on Tuesday evening for Jane’s regular ESP class, March 26, 1968.

[...] “Okay, Bob, I’m making a statement of intentions,” Jane said as soon as she was out of trance. [...]