“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] Be reasonable, however: If you have difficulties in New York City, you are most apt to encounter them in a different form no matter where else you might travel. [...]

[...] He’s a member of Jane’s ESP class, lives in New York City, and was in Elmira a day early to conduct some personal business.

[...] I can hold my own with your good doctor in New York, I can take him for you... [...]

[...] You may, for example, visit New York in the year 2,000. [...]

[...] An Elmira tavern is named, along with the fact that a New York City detective has given Elmira authorities the names of Elmirans for further investigation. [...]

[...] The man is from New York City, and was spending a week in Provincetown to “get away from his wife and family.”

That evocative, prophetic line is from a Sumari song that Jane sang to herself a few days before she went into an Elmira, New York, hospital on February 26, 1982. [...]

(In The New York Times tonight I read an article, with pictures, of the Mars probe currently underway by our Mariner spacecraft. [...]

[...] I could see well enough to write without turning on lights; the test revealed that Jane was concerned with some associations connected with books, publishers, stories and New York City, but did nothing as far as enabling her to “accomplish” something this evening, at least quickly.

In our ceaseless search for answers to an unending list of personal questions, we discussed the notion that in her own way Jane has described a circle from her childhood: Her parents, Marie and Delmer, were married in Saratoga Springs, a well-known resort town in upper New York State, in 1928. [...]

[...] And where people believe in things like ghosts and demons all on the same line, seeing little difference between them and I imagine in my most schizoid (Doug—“that’s what I said”) moments that there is a woman called Jane Butts in a strange, funny little town in a completely fantastic place called Elmira, New York. [...]

[...] An animal is free enough to travel to, say, California from New York. [...]

[...] We would merely like to note here the appearance of an article in the New York Times for December 5,1965. [...]

[...] This is a New York State law.

Quite sharply he perceived a particular curb at the corner of a definite intersection (York Avenue and Warren Street), and his attention was caught by the focus a curb, a slope of dirt, and then the sidewalk; and the motion of the carriage as it was wheeled up.

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

[...] Ruburt thinks of his aunt and uncle in New York. [...]

A letter from New York mentioning a meeting, the initial P connected with this.

[...] As I knew of your York Beach experience, I also knew of other occurrences through the past few years.

[...] You may, for example, visit New York in the year 2000.