“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(“A Saturday here.” [...] Saturday is involved with the envelope object, through our car. I obtained the actual object on Friday, August 14,1964; while doing this the car was left at the station for servicing, and the events developing at the station very nearly prevented our leaving on vacation the following day, Saturday, August 15.

A Saturday here. [...]

[...] We were both on vacation beginning that day, and were due to leave for York Beach, Maine, the next day, Saturday, August 15. [...]

SATURDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 23, 1982

AUGUST 11, 1984
4:09 P.M. SATURDAY

(This morning, following the suggestions Seth gave in the session Saturday night, Jane and I embarked upon a new program of suggestion through using the pendulum, writing down feelings, and so forth. [...]

[...] He felt the impulse to do the floors with your sweeper (while I was mowing grass) and because of our Saturday session he ignored the arm difficulty enough to do the kitchen. [...]

[...] Jane was with me last Saturday, June 18, when I bought the burlap to use for some experimental canvases for painting.

[...] I made this particular panel from which the envelope object came on Saturday afternoon, June 18.

(We bought two colors of burlap while shopping Saturday, the white I used to experiment with, and a piece of light yellow that I gave to Jane. [...]

(During our first test on Saturday, November 28,1964 at 8:10 PM, I told Jane that I would think of a series of random numbers. [...]

(Resume of the events of Saturday evening, November 28, 1964.

(Jane and I usually go dancing Saturday evenings, leaving the house at about 9 PM. [...]

(November 28, Saturday: During the late afternoon and evening I felt strangely excited, almost exultant. [...]

(On Saturday January 8 Jane and I received a letter from Dr. Instream, asking that Seth do his best to give data on but one object during tests. [...]

[...] Ruburt’s white coat, and last Saturday evening.

(The white coat connection referred to the fact that Jane wore it last Saturday evening, when it was bitter cold. [...]

[...] They mentioned going on a trip (on Saturday), and specifically asked if they could visit that same afternoon. From the way the letter was written, it seemed as if the friends — call them Peter and Polly — had already started on their journey that (Saturday) morning, and would stop in Elmira on their return much later toward evening. [...]

“… One morning last weekend (Saturday) Ruburt [Jane] found himself suddenly and vividly thinking about some married friends. [...]

(No session was held as scheduled last Saturday evening. [...]

Nothing is worth what Ruburt has put himself through, you both say (as I did Saturday night), yet Ruburt has put himself through nothing, in those terms—that is, his condition is not from the result of, again, your psychic activities. [...]

(Last Saturday we bought an extra tape to have on hand for Seth’s promised party session.

(Last Saturday Jane received several brief flashes from Seth; we have been concerned lately with the best way to handle the problem of witnesses—that is, to familiarize potential witnesses with the material, and at the same time keep our sense of privacy, and also maintain control of the sessions. [...]

[...] Your Saturday evening social sessions are extremely beneficial to you both. [...]

OCTOBER 30, 1982 9:34 PM SATURDAY

(In the 198th session of last Wednesday, October 13, Seth stated that financial matters and our kitchen problem would be settled by Saturday, October 16. Jane did hear from the secretary of her publisher on Saturday; she does not regard the situation settled however since the publisher is out of town and could not reply personally.

(The carpenter was to see our landlord last week, and let us know about our kitchen enlargement by last Saturday. We have received no word about their meeting, although it is possible a decision was made Saturday. [...]

MARCH 10, 1984
3:38 P.M. SATURDAY

[...] The day after she’d taken the second dose—in the morning, Saturday —Jane’s little finger on her left hand began to change color toward blue, from the middle joint down. [...]

(I also mentioned that I hoped Seth would say something about our experience of last Saturday evening, when Jane contacted the nameless spokesman for the “group.” [...]

[...] And I said I hoped Seth would say something about the “group” Jane contacted Saturday night. [...]

[...] We stayed with our Monday–Saturday evening session routine, though, and kept busy with all of our other projects.¹

(We also experienced a very cold wintry month indeed, including a series of massive snowstorms within the week just ended — “the worst in over a decade,” as I wrote in a note for last Saturday night’s private session.)

COPY OF INSPIRATIONAL TYPE MATERIAL RECEIVED SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 6

[...] 1972, February perhaps a Saturday. [...]

DECEMBER 17, 1977  9:22 PM SATURDAY

(Jane and I do have colds—full-blown ones, evidently picked up from one of our visitors last Saturday evening. [...]

[...] I’d had a vaguely similar thought this morning, and it had reminded me of my feelings on Saturday night—that our friend’s continual sneezing amid the group was actually a prolonged act of aggression.