“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(Many sessions ago also, Seth told me that my Christmas doldrums stemmed from something that happened to me many years ago. [...]

[...] You should take steps to realize the connection with your mother and red, so that our friend can use his red curtains at Christmas with immunity.

[...] Jane at various times has taken care of her mail when she traveled, and at Christmas time we exchanged small presents.

[...] I was busier than ever, however: running the house, preparing for Christmas, helping my wife in various ways, working on the earlier notes for Dreams and trying to accumulate some painting time. [...]

After the holidays Jane worked on several small acrylic paintings of flowers that friends had given us for Christmas. [...]

[...] (Pause.) This leading Ruburt to think of Christmas. [...]

A distant connection here, you see, with Dickens, and little Tim of the Christmas Carol, and other connections hardly worth mentioning here.

[...] Since Jane couldn’t leave the house by herself, let alone go holiday shopping, she had a close friend buy the Christmas presents she had in mind for me. [...] [With eyes averted, I had to carry my own presents to a closet, where I deposited them until Christmas Eve.] Then late in December the page proofs for Mass Events arrived for our checking. [...]

[...] The idea [of protection] also came back after reading a book on William James that a friend gave us for Christmas. [...]

[...] I said I was glad that candles were “in,” because I loved to light them, and the few times I did so, at birthday parties or Christmas, Jim always got upset, mentioning the fire hazard—even when we had guests for dinner.)

[...] The drawing was for a gummed sticker to be applied to a line of packaged cards of various kinds—religious, Christmas, Valentine’s Day, etc., and was for a large old department store in Philadelphia, PA, that goes under the cavalier name of John’s Bargain Store. [...]

[...] At our small, annual Christmas Eve party we gave autographed copies of the book to close friends—the best presents we could offer. [...]

[...] But she more than proved her own intuitive grasp of nature, and of my own desires, by producing for me as a Christmas present [© 1977] her excellent book, The World View of Paul Cézanne: A Psychic Interpretation….

[...] The two gave each other Christmas gifts. [...]