“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

[...] He can imagine himself up ahead of you, as he thought of, surprising you with your breakfast already prepared. [...]

[...] (Pause.) I am much more concerned with your overall spiritual vitality than I am with what you had for breakfast.

[...] So the day of the session, after breakfast this morning, we reread the deleted session for January 7, 1981, which is a very good one. [...]

(Incidentally, Andrija’s call came late Sunday morning as Jane and I were eating breakfast and reading the paper. [...]

[...] Such inner remedies and such real remedies do not come in packages and you cannot pick them up at the supermarket, and they are not herbs to be eaten for breakfast though these will serve as an in-between measure and there is nothing wrong with in-between measures. [...]

(Jane had the “tooth bit” in a rather distant way, briefly after breakfast and after supper today. [...]

[...] I found the ideas presented in the Seth Material fascinating, but I was not about to accept them as the same kind of solid fact with which I accepted, say, the bacon I eat for breakfast. [...]

(A reminder: Each morning after breakfast we’ve been reading a session and having a discussion about it and matters in general. [...]

[...] I’ll suggest to Jane that we try to cultivate such a state by starting—again—a daily program of reading the material together, probably after breakfast. [...]

He has enjoyed your preparing breakfast when you have, far more than you realize. [...]

[...] As we ate breakfast early Friday, Jane and I were astounded by television news reports that in the predawn hours of the 25th, Iranian time, American commandos had failed in a very complicated attempt to rescue the hostages. [...]

[...] She rises before dawn and makes herself “a simple quick breakfast” — just so she can read, make some notes, and watch the sky lightening outside the kitchen window. [...]

(“I started to get some material from Seth right after breakfast. [...]

[...] A scrambled-egg connection also enters in, somewhat removed, since the Bernards and Jane and I had scrambled eggs for breakfast Sunday, November 27.

[...] I felt his head pushing effortlessly through the glass, and exclaimed about this to Jane, who sat at her usual place at the breakfast table just in back of me. [...]

[...] After breakfast Jane enthusiastically set to work writing about her new ideas; she plans to use them in Psychic Politics. [...]

[...] Inspecting the cellar after breakfast, Jane discovered a foot of water there, and of course immediately called the landlord.)

(However I did not think much of this, and since Jane was already getting breakfast at the other end of the apartment, I forgot to mention it to her by the time I sat down to eat. [...]

[...] She described it to me at breakfast Saturday morning, mentioning the impression it had made upon her, but without connecting it to Seth’s series of seven dreams.)

[...] Instead after breakfast I wrote down my list of points to discuss with her. [...]