“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] She even used it to go to the john an extra time this afternoon—a heartening sign. [...]

(I spent part of the afternoon and evening writing to Tam, asking him to defend us from the well-meaning but evidently inept efforts of various people in Canada and Switzerland to arrange for translations of Jane’s work in French, Italian, and Spanish—and I’d sworn off writing such letters following the fiasco with Ariston.... [...]

(Jane and I had been quite puzzled at the visitors of this afternoon and supper time. [...] They stayed long enough so that Jane got no work done during the afternoon, or very little. [...]

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

Now I bid you another most fond good afternoon —

(“Good afternoon, Seth.”)

Ruburt picked up energy in this way this afternoon, quite spontaneously, and without conscious consideration.

[...] She was somewhat uneasy setting out on her journey, but wound up enjoying the afternoon a great deal.)

[...] I had barely looked at the page of test script when I prepared the double envelopes this afternoon.)

(Jane told me this afternoon that she’d had a flash from Seth about my reincarnational episodes of late, and how I was in the process of uncovering my personal “past”, as Seth says in The “Unknown” Reality.

[...] There was an afternoon in this life between 4 and 5 years old, and this child visited with her parents. [...]

[...] This afternoon I both heard and saw them, and called them to Jane’s attention—a wide, straggling, shifting, V-shaped flight vanishing over the valley holding the city just below us. [...]

Now: another fond good afternoon. [...]

(“Good afternoon. [...]

(This afternoon I made up the usual double test envelope, including a pair of Bristol stiffeners. [...]

[...] Afternoon. [...]

[...] In the photo the marsh grass comes out as “dark leaves against white,” and the photo was taken in the afternoon of a bright day. [...]

(Below is a copy of the question-and-answer session I held with myself and the pendulum on the afternoon of June 12, 1967, today, in an effort to see what subconscious knowledge I might have that would benefit Jane.

[...] I’d slept heavily for a couple of hours this afternoon. [...]

(Briefly: Earlier this afternoon Jane had told me that “someone” was going to speak to and for her as though she were “a child.” [...]

[...] [Billy had caught a mouse in my writing room this afternoon.] “I’m just waiting,” Jane said, half-dozing. I thought she was probably tired from this afternoon’s upset, and also encountering resistance to the session. [...]

[...] The number 5, as in the afternoon.

[...] (Pause.) A connection with an afternoon scene, perhaps your parents, Joseph, and an automobile.

The appointment was made in the afternoon. [...]

The appointment was made at five in the afternoon, incidentally.

(This afternoon while Jane was going down the front flight of stairs from our apartment, etc.)

[...] There was an afternoon in this life between 4 and 5 years old, and this child visited with her parents. [...]

(I spent the afternoon using the pendulum and compiling a list of foods Jane shouldn’t eat, according to my own subconscious ideas. [...]

[...] He felt guilty at turning down the yoga classes, yet he felt that to match your performance he was expected to work five afternoons. [...]

(Jane wanted material from Seth tonight on her “blues”—the mixed emotions and conflicts she feels at times when waking from her afternoon naps. [...]

(I also found a bouquet of carnations laying on the front step Monday afternoon, after a heavy rain had evidently knocked them over. [...]

Ruburt’s insights this afternoon were largely correct. [...]

[...] The spring and the recent good news are having an effect, and the knowledge he gained this afternoon has given him a conscious understanding that he did not have before; and this will automatically minimize the symptoms, in a way that is not at once apparent.

(She said that although she had a good idea of the reasons for her upset this afternoon, she didn’t make conscious connections with her childhood friend, Eddie Briscoe.

[...] The object connected with an event that happened in the afternoon. [...]

(“The object connected with an event that happened in the afternoon.” [...]