“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] This time I picked a negative I had taken during our vacation in 1964 at York Beach, ME. [...] It will be remembered that it was in the dancing room of the Driftwood that Jane and I saw the personality fragments we had ourselves created, on our vacation in York Beach in 1963. [...]

I believe New York. [...]

[...] The dream upset her, since she was planning a trip to New York on June 30. During the trip, she was very careful, and she told her dream to her family, to me and to a friend in New York. [...]

First there was an extremely vivid dream in which Rob and I were in a little town in New York. [...]

[...] We were living in Sayre, Pennsylvania, a middle-class railroad town in which I’d grown up, which lies only 18 miles southeast of our present home in Elmira, New York. [...]

(Note: Just as Jane had had this dream, I’d read an article in the Star-Gazette to the effect that a few blocks near downtown Elmira, including the apartment house we’d lived in at 458 W. Water Street, had been designated a Historical Preservation Area by New York State. [...]

[...] Properly applied, the book Ruburt’s student brought from New York could be invaluable to you, and I mean invaluable. [...]

[...] Money was involved with both people, since my Miss Bowman had lent me the money to go through art school in New York City. [...]

[...] Carl was on his way to a destination near Niagara Falls, New York, for the Thanksgiving holidays.)

[...] You ended up around what is now Rochester, New York. [...]

[...] We talked about the old days—in New York City and here—Sam’s etc. [...]

(This passage grows out of a very recent call from Betty Taylor, of the Spiritual Frontiers Fellowship group, to Jane, concerning a weekend visit to Pawling, New York in early December, and a possible lecture tour of the Northeast. [...]

[...] His abilities are detailed in the book, Healing Hands, by J. Bernard Hutton, published 1966 by David McKay Co., Inc., New York, NY, at $3.95.

[...] He soon wrote back asking for a few sample sessions and suggesting that Seth clairvoyantly describe his office in New York. [...]

In spring 1965, about a year after we wrote Dr. Osis, Rob wrote to Dr. Instream (not his real name), who was connected with a state university in upstate New York. [...]

[...] On a subconscious basis this is exactly how you both created the images at York Beach, the difference being that the personality split occurred on the subconscious level.

In your York Beach experience had you not been able through your peculiar creative abilities to form those images outside of yourselves, and so endow them with a physical reality, you might very well have instead turned yourself into schizophrenic personalities. [...]

[...] Through an arrangement with my mother, Stella Butts, Miss Bowman loaned me the money to attend commercial art school in New York City from 1939 to 1941. [...]

(She referred to four pages of material on black holes, etc., that she’d first written out last night, following a letter she received from Pensinger in Trumansburg, New York: I have a copy on file, and so does Jane. [...]

[...] The crazy thing is that I spent my childhood in Bangor, Maine, and when we moved to New York State I wouldn’t give New York as my home. [...]

An editor I’ll call Matt came to visit us from New York. [...]

[...] It was taken by an older lady friend who was treating her to an outing at a spa just outside of the New York State resort of Saratoga Springs, where Jane lived with her bedridden mother, Marie, and a housekeeper. [...]

[...] Two years after we married, she published her first work of fiction, a short story about reincarnation called “The Red Wagon”: It appeared in the December, 1956, issue of The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction [© 1956 by Fantasy House, Inc., New York, N.Y.]. [...]

[...] “The Red Wagon” is included in the collection Ladies of Fantasy/Two Centuries of Sinister Stories by The Gentle Sex, © 1975 by Manley and Lewis, and published by Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co., New York, N.Y., 10016.

(On Tuesday, February 8, she telephoned her publisher, Frederick Fell, in New York City. [...] The publicity may include adds in the New York Times Book Review; surveys taken by the publisher show the book should have a good reception and sale. [...]

[...] I also bought her three kinds of underclothes to try … Before the session we spent an hour or so watching the Democratic National Convention in New York City. [...]

[...] That the house had long been sold, that my parents had died in the early 1970s, and that Jane and I had been married for 26 years and lived in Elmira, New York, were irrelevant in the dream. [...]