“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] The call was in response to my letter to Nancy on October 22, re Tam telling Jane that Pocket Books had published the paperback edition of Seven II. [...]

[...] A pale yellow handkerchief in a triangle in Dr. Instream’s pocket, breast pocket.

[...] They are like pockets, and are not uniformly distributed.

[...] He fingers it in his pocket. [...]

4. In Appendix 4 for Session 685, Jane wrote of her attempts while in the dream state to sort out multidimensional, probable data of her own, and of how they collected for processing in sidepools of experience “before flowing into the ‘official pool of consciousness.’” Then, she added a bit later, through bypassing direct neurological activity, and using the “side pockets or pools where data are still unprocessed … you can pick up several other strands of consciousness ‘at once,’ though retention may be difficult.”

[...] abruptly realized that both her hands, thrust into the pockets of her slacks, were clenched tight. [...]

[...] There are neurological pockets, so to speak, so that biologically the body can place events as it perceives activity. [...]

[...] My thumbs then seemed to hold on to a pocket of “no space.”

Inner pockets of fear hold back needed energy, creating these weak points in the physical body. [...]

I think of five nickels, perhaps in his pocket or on the bureau in a small stack.

[...] (A long pause at 10:13.) An indelible pencil in Dr. Instream’s pocket, with black lead. [...]

A man showed himself a man, say, by getting paid every Friday night, coming home after a stop at the pub with coins jingling in his pocket, to give his wife the house money for the week. [...]

[...] I forgot about the incident until a couple of days ago, when I found the ticket in a coat pocket. [...]

There are differences between the two halves of the house, having to do with subterranean waterways and old gas pockets. [...]

[...] Smallpox’s reappearance would undoubtedly be rationalized: It had lain hidden or dormant in some uninvestigated pocket of humanity; or it was a mutation, somehow “evolving” into smallpox from one of the closely related animal poxes.

[...] The bow was in poor condition, and I assumed I had carried it home in a coat pocket sometime last winter.

[...] He did not ascribe to Rome’s religion, or really agree with its government, and he felt that taxes simply represented money given to rogues and thieves to enrich the pockets of the wealthy. [...]

[...] A handkerchief shows above his breast pocket. [...]

[...] It was also used to locate gas pockets.

I stuck the pamphlet in my pocket and thought no more about it. [...]