“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Joseph, give us a moment if you please.

Do you have any questions, Joseph?

[...] “Your notes don’t show it for last night, but I was right, but I was highly upset at that hospital experience,” she said, meaning the experience at St. Joseph’s. “Boy, I was so glad to see you and get home....” [...]

[...] Any positive improvements that you notice, Joseph, or any positive statements concerning his appearance or performance, should be stated. [...]

(I hadn’t realized that her grandfather, Joseph Burdo — “Little Daddy,” as Jane had called him — had spent a couple of years in a hospital for TB when Jane had been around ten years old. [...]

Generally speaking the same sort of developments are taking place in you also, Joseph, but because of the peculiar and significant balances that exist between Ruburt and myself these developments are perhaps of a somewhat different nature as far as he is concerned.

Did you have an envelope for me, Joseph?

[...] Sensing a death, immediately fearing that it was yours, Joseph, since he heard himself call for you, he hastily attempted to sacrifice his previous husband in your place. [...]

[...] You will see here that indirectly but clearly we have given you the identity of the person whose death is foreseen, particularly when I add to the positive statement, though it may appear negative, that your mother, Joseph, is in no way involved.

[...] If you, Joseph, have any questions feel free to ask them. [...]

[...] This is to you, Joseph. [...]

I may or may not return, again according to those rhythms of which I have spoken—and let me remind you again [Joseph] that your own system is also being retuned. [...]

Your own attitude has helped greatly, and has helped you also, Joseph, and will be reflected in your work.

Now, I will tell you a secret, but I will tell our regular students the great horror, the fear, that existed in the mind of our friend, Joseph, during the tour. [...]

You, Joseph, have been afraid of daring in that respect, and so have closed your mind to solutions that are possible. [...]

[...] And if you consider the wires as forming cubes—this is for you, Joseph, with your love of images—then the cubes could also fit one within the other, without disturbing the inhabitants of either cube one iota. [...]

[...] The walls of your room are transparent to me, though I am not sure I would perform, dear Joseph and Ruburt, for a party demonstration.

[...] Now you liked that work, Joseph – not only because of the art, but because of the communication that was involved. [...]

Thoughts of the will and your approaching 50th and 60th birthdays have led you, Joseph, to look over you life, to ask, “What have I done? [...]

[...] The inner senses, my dear Joseph, are senses which deal with realities beneath camouflage patterns, and which carry data of these realities, these inner realities, to the body. [...]

[...] You said something, Joseph, that got me on this subject. [...]

Give us a moment … The birth of Joseph took place at York Beach with the dancing episode,⁶ so you have in your own experience examples in adult life. [...]

[...] I will go into the birth of Joseph. [...]

[...] You, Joseph, being proficient with images, may find it easier than Ruburt. [...]

Now when you think of problems such as you have been discussing here this evening, concentrate, Joseph, upon probable solutions, and imagine the solutions that can be worked out. [...]

[...] There is no reason why, with proper attitudes, even within your situation, that the typing of my last book should not go easily, Joseph. [...]

[...] Your training—for you are also involved, Joseph—your training has only begun. [...]